[if this world makes you crazy and you've taken all you can bare
...you call me up, because you know I'll be there]
I'm done playing the love game and have come to the conclusion that it's going to be okay.
If I want to maintain this friendship, I will have to persue it, because if I stick around waiting, I will die before anything happens.
It is not going to be awkward or awful.
Nor does it dictate my happiness.
It is recreation.
We’ll cry and we dance, and we stumble into love in awkward perfect grace. The moon is gone and the sun has took its place.
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