Did it ever make sense?
No! But we loved anyway
And fell more, again.
Incredibly binding that freedom it was:
Compromise anything, overlook flaws
Reach to a habit, becoming so trite
Never made sense, but oh
So, so right! For a time
then so wrong decide you, and I
soak in the shock of it, go
And I try to make this make sense
This new way I am, this
stranger who's fallen so deeply in vain,
fallen into routine and in status quo
fallen into your life
and not yet out again.
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