The two of us sitting on a side,
You sipping on beer,
Me on your smile,
The space filled with comfortable silence,
The occasional, extremely rare,
Skip of a beat disturbing the harmony.
We think to ourselves in the dreary quiet,
What the moment might have been,
While we sit in anticipation,
You in your room, me in mine.
You sipping on beer,
Me on your smile,
The space filled with comfortable silence,
The occasional, extremely rare,
Skip of a beat disturbing the harmony.
We think to ourselves in the dreary quiet,
What the moment might have been,
While we sit in anticipation,
You in your room, me in mine.
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