Glad deflections among instant messages whisked my attention away we weren’t meant to, be anything more than passing lights with temporary opportunities dead before life.
I still remember how it felt around you but priorities rule over possibilities and I’d probably be a wrench in gears plus, you’re fine without me cozy content in your world.
Hey, bye forever, we almost started a fire but hey, bye forever, we almost changed our lives, and hey, I felt your good. Hey, if we added more gasoline I’d be inside of you completely devoted to love’s work. Have a nice life, I mean it.