And I got another excuse to move on, as I sought another reason to hang in, and together we made up another camouflage - while in solitude I wondered how might it possibly be to leave without a word, as so many words are left unspoken. But then I let it go, and you choose to drink till sloshed. And as I bake my cookies, pick up the clearance offers and surf, I raise one more toast alone, in the name of love -
Thus the years pass by, and you have a new alibi this spring. Again I count upon the lies I made up throughout these years of singledom - as I know this goes on every time.......
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