This is it for the next 2 years then. Don't go too easy on the work load. Wouldn't want to settle in or anything.
I hope I fitted in. I want to be me but not noticed. Just stay blended so I can quickly retreat.
There you are. For a second you flash past.
1 month and 1 week since I last saw you. Your whispering in my ear. Singing, holding.
But that was the past. This is my life now. Without you.
It may not be what I want. But it exists. You can stay the hell away now.