What Are You Doing Here
What are you doing here?
How did you get here?
How did you find your way into my gloomy world?
How did you open up a door,
I thought I'd bolted closed?
Al,
When you stepped in,
And walked over to me,
I didn't think much of it.
When you sat down next to me,
I assumed that you'd leave soon enough,
Or we'd grow distant,
As per usual, with my online friends.
But, you haven't.
...
Crunch, crunch.
I can hear the leaves crunching underneath our feet.
I can hear us laugh and chatter,
Walking arm in arm.
...
I don't know what the future holds,
But I want you to be in mine.
...
Thank you.
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