i could see her eyes were frantic as they neared to mine.
i thought, "oh my god!" i thought, "maybe i'm in danger.."
as fond as i'd become of her, i wasn't in the dark about her temper or her past.
blessed were the days when we were simply inattentive!
now, we balk like gods and the reason becomes anger.
normal as it's gotten, turning caution into art, i think it never will last.
but you were the madness necessary for me to write.
i was the quintessential twenty-something getting high.
you were the bit of life i needed to forget i'm alive.
i spent too many evening killing time.
i was the quintessential twenty-something getting high.
i was the quintessential twenty-something getting by.
i remember watching her before we ever met.
no, not like that - not like through her bedroom window.
watching her put up her hair, so deftly with a pen - it gave me chills.
later, after dating, i'd sedated that initial thrill.
quick replaced by my mistakes, her innuendo.
steady conversation turning lovely into wicked went still.
i was the quintessential twenty-something staying high.
i was the quintessential twenty-something getting by.


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