at my feet,
but I'm running out of breath
and out of words
to keep up with it.
Everyday I try to
make the most out of
all the seconds, minutes that I have.
But when the night closes in
and once again
I'm alone inside my room,
I suddenly feel this emptiness inside.
And when life asks me,
what the reason could be?
Would it be presumptuous of me to say
that all I could think of to answer
is you?
What can I do to make you love me?
What can I do to make you care?
What can I say to make you feel this?
What can I do to get you there?
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