i hurry up myself to get home, so i can talk to you.
but you hurry up on finishing the conversation.
i am the first to say hello and
you are the first to say goodbye.
i look up the sky and try to beat its vastness
compare my understanding to it but as such is so big
i am but a dust.
i keep my mouth shut to prevent it from saying things
that could hurt but you don't even think to do the same.
i put myself underneath the ground and you're putting soil
on top of me. its hard to breath, its hard to shout,
its so damned hard to be with you!
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