Smoke

 

The road is long and lonely:

I’m just ordinary;

You’re as gentle, manly and

extraordinary.

Is our love for each other

my imagination?

You’re a habit hard to break

but I feel uneasy.

Why do I need you near me

when it makes me troubled?

Why can’t I just escape

and free my heart from trouble?

Why am I so confused

in this world of constant change?

There’ll come a day, I’m sure,

when you’ll disappear like smoke.

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