Excuse Me
Excuse me,
I can’t see past your shoulder.
You should be hot you see,
yet you grow colder;
long burning embers smolder.
And on this day,
one year older,
I’ve come to say,
nothing but a simple hey;
in hopes that,
you just may,
take me back.
I cannot think of anyone,
I’d rather love, than you, my sun.
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