twenty years ago now
i still remember the
way you smelled,
fresh out of the
shower
in my arms
the way your
kisses tasted
the way your tongue
would slip into
my soul
hard to believe
that was over
twenty years
ago now
you're on the other
side of the world
probably been a
good twenty years
since i have crossed
your mind
you flash in mine
around three each
morning
right before i
pretend to go
to sleep
and dream about
what could have
been
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but as a hopeless romantic
here comes the
goddess playing
coy
i want to believe
she's what i have
been chasing my
entire life
she's unwilling
to show her cards
just yet
i'd love to play
it cool
but as a hopeless
romantic
i'm bound to fuck
this up at some
point
but for now
it's a game of just
how long can i fake
patience and avoid
saying the wrong
thing, yet again
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by the end of the week
all the women
are interested
with forever
i try to live
like i might
be dead by
the end of
the week
none of us
are very
hopeful
most
days
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everything is going to be alright
she's my little spanish
angel that kisses me
goodnight in my
dreams
lies to me
tells me everything
is going to be alright
that all these miles
between us will soon
cease to exist
i gently caress her
cheek and hope that
this old soul still has
a little life left in it
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the chaos is my normal
from the outside
my life is one
near disaster
after another
from the inside
the chaos is
my normal
it's the good shit
i have a problem
with
i'm too late to the
game to learn new
tricks and overcome
all my shortcomings
now
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no longer worth their time
every best friend
i have ever had
has decided at
some point i
was no longer
worth their time
and as much as
my ego wants to
believe i am not
the problem
i know that isn't
what the truth
really is
regardless, as
the years pass
by
i know it's more
likely i am headed
for that sunset
alone
indifferent and
pretending to be
content
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J.J. Campbell
