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Early Sunday Paranoia
February 21, 2010The comfort in her arms I’m longing
And so I came by the river this Sunday morning
The scent of water softly free running
The scent of my girl wildly came rushing
Twiddling my thumbs as I whisper her name
Calling for help like a poor child in shame
In the shallow part my reflection looked so lame
But I am holding on my faith with good aim
Freezing wind coils around my body
Rendering emotions both sad and happy
Cold hands, warm heart was from her Daddy
A strong quote, I remember, she kept telling me
I have always called this, ordinary day
But now I understand what others tried to say
…14th of February is Valentine’s Day???
I didn’t know, until Sweety came my way
Countless Exquisite First Times I consider them
Close Fireworks of blue, red, yellow like gem
Fireflies, Ghosts, and Goosebumps like BhaMM!!
Free food, 9 mornings, and Taho we jammed
All of these things we’ve done together
Put a smile on me every time I remember
I sometimes pretend to forget the days of December
No use, I keep on losing, ending up missing her
It’s 6:12 A.M., the sunlight getting warm
Fog dissipates, dawn breaking with no harm
Standing at the edge, I sighed as I hum
I turned my back as it goes, eerie sound of my alarm
Walking home smiling through this ordinary day
I’m trying to change what others wanted to say
14th of February truly is just another day
As Valentine’s knows no specificity,
If a Sweety like mine would come their way
