i'm seeing hearts in your eyes.

they're making art on the bathroom stall doors

the damage is done

the numbers have all been dialed

and the phone has all but rung

and we'll talk for hours

of people and towns 'til you get

tired and your guard comes down



you can arch your back

kick and scream. lie to me

saying that you meant you everything

and moments that you had

crying through wires,

over land and into my ears

telling me everything is better,

is different when that one is near

so you're publicly happy,

privately insincere

realize your greatest fear:



this is not love



oh no, it's nothing of what you though it was

this is not the one



and you've seen it before

but you just can't place

and you you've made it before

but just can't recreate it

i'm telling you now, my friend

this is not love

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