Am I over him? I suppose I am since…
I analyze centripetal force more than
I believe we could work it out.
Am I over him? I think…
I also count the seconds between cars with about the same frequency that we would probably have happy moments.
Am I over him? Umm... I’m pretty sure that…
I nearly lose my lunch each time I think of women loving a man that refuses to love them with the same intensity.
Am I over him? So I guess…
Even if the world stopped turning
And all the water slid off its part onto the dry part
And a whole bunch of people got drowned; I still couldn’t see us together.
Am I over him? I imagine you would say…
I’m not. Because loving someone requires you to know that person,
And knowing some people can compel you to never stop loving them.
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