glory is being able to hold you with no feeling. look into those gemstone eyes with strong knees, a firm grip on my spot. answer the phone with a steady voice, choose who i love without concern, constraint, or comparison to you. Look at him, think "It's Him" not "It's You."
The gift of falling out of love. seems like repayment is in my future, hope it is, know i deserve it, wait for it. something new, something old, something borrowed, something you.
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