Yorelzinala

Simple Complications

 

I’m fine we don’t agree

We argue to some degree

I love our simple complications

Revelations unfolding

Right before our eyes

As I lay next to you

Words not spoken

Spoken by the look in your eyes

I can see a little piece of you dies

As I walk out the door

You know I’ll be back for more

I’m fine we don’t agree

We argue to some degree

I love our simple complications



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