I want to keep beating the odds so you’re always dazed between a crossroad of choices, because that meant I could buy us some time.
The one thing I was ever sure of with you, was that we were unsure — and that was alright with me. Because unsure meant you could either go or you could stay. It meant you at a standstill, temporary, yes, but still here.
I want to keep beating the odds so you’re always dazed between a crossroad of choices, because that meant I could buy us some time. Comments are closed.
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