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unspoken
you tell me I'm not special
and yet you change your voice ever so slightly
when we cast ourselves aside from the circle for a short bit
you tell me I'm not special
and yet nights and days have passed with us
exchanging selfie and stories and vents and rants and deceits
you tell me I'm not special
and yet you tease me with all the mundane
throwing leaves my way just to grab my attention
you tell me I'm not special
and yet if this city could talk surely it would attest
that each time we would stroll it'd wish it had eyes to roll
you tell me I'm not special
and yet when we made plans to go out
you said you'd rather it be just the two of us, just us
you tell me I'm not special
and yet you reached for my hands
perhaps forgetting we're our own little secret, little masquerade
and yet you reached for my hands
after class, we were goofing around, our friends all were around
and yet you reached for my hands
thinking you're so sly, just as the circle turned the other way around
and yet you reached for my hands
hey, I don’t see you doing that to no one?
could the meaning perhaps be something profound?
but I'm not in any way special, am I?
220324
© lostboyzephyr
and yet you change your voice ever so slightly
when we cast ourselves aside from the circle for a short bit
you tell me I'm not special
and yet nights and days have passed with us
exchanging selfie and stories and vents and rants and deceits
you tell me I'm not special
and yet you tease me with all the mundane
throwing leaves my way just to grab my attention
you tell me I'm not special
and yet if this city could talk surely it would attest
that each time we would stroll it'd wish it had eyes to roll
you tell me I'm not special
and yet when we made plans to go out
you said you'd rather it be just the two of us, just us
you tell me I'm not special
and yet you reached for my hands
perhaps forgetting we're our own little secret, little masquerade
and yet you reached for my hands
after class, we were goofing around, our friends all were around
and yet you reached for my hands
thinking you're so sly, just as the circle turned the other way around
and yet you reached for my hands
hey, I don’t see you doing that to no one?
could the meaning perhaps be something profound?
but I'm not in any way special, am I?
220324
© lostboyzephyr
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