i don't mean to keep haunting you like this,
especially when i'm standing in profile
with my hair all-a-tumble, all-a-mess.
especially when i'm standing in profile
with my hair all-a-tumble, all-a-mess.
& there's too much deja vu.
there's too much repetition
we might mistake this for fate.
but i forced it. i forced it, i'm sure that i've fabricated this whole thing.
was i only looking for a muse?