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Standing Still
A Poem
i always wondered
if you were standing in that same place
where i was —
so is it true?
would you still meet me at the altar
if i ever dared to ask?
or are you too afraid?
tell me, speak the words, or i’ll forever leave you in peace —
that’s what i want to say,
but it’s too late
because i’m already far gone
on your line again and again
(over and over and over again)
i tried to love,
i tried to find something else,
but nothing ever felt as right
as those moments when i twined with you
in words that were greater than us —
or do you feel differently?
tell me —
again and again —
in words i can understand.
i wanted you,
and i saw you through the glass,
and i thought you were my forever.
tell me, again and again,
what you want to do.