Sometimes I wish I didn't think everything happened for a reason. Sometimes I wish I didn't feel the way I did about you. Sometimes I wish we could just cut the bullshit and put everything on the table. Why do we play this game? Why can no one be straightforward but cryptic and secretive. Going around the red tape with whispers in the night. I told her who told that one girl who passed the world to your friend who told you. Let's be different, let's eliminate the middle man, eliminate the elapsing time. Let's just see what really lies beneath and take it from there.
I'm not a fan of missed opportunities as the sand steady flows through the hourglass.
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