The space in between you and I
Grows vaster
I say regret
You don't give a shit
You do what you want
like you always do
I miss seven times five
and making sense
reading manuscripts
hearing your voice
dreaming of ballroom dances in tuxedos
You my Marilyn Monroe
flashing smiles and flirting across crowded rooms
I hope you are pleased with yourself
I don't even know what it is I have become
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