And He goes on and on

Sometimes I can be with the one I want
it seems easier to be with her
than to be with someone
you most want but can't.

Sometimes I cannot be with the one
it seems easier to fall back
and let many others come
and you think you are with the one.

Sometimes I think it's wrong to see someone
it seems seeing too much
will make you think
less of someone.

Sometimes I wish everything has just one
meaning but it seems even that
in itself
bears a thousand different outcomes.

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