i can be perfectly fine alone.
to be waiting.
patiently.
and accepting that maybe this can't go my way.
i'll just see what hits me.
the yellow brick road
has been paved with black concrete
but we're still skipping down
unaware of the mountains ahead of us.
because all we see is the open green.
passing through
floating above.
we don't have to look for love
because love's found us.
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