Every time
I turn around

You are
there

We look at
each other

Talk a
little

But nothing
happens

We both
start walking

In our own
direction

For miles
to come wondering

If we were
not mistaken

There
certainly was some affection

Eventually
we will forget

About each
other

That we
thought there was something

We even
forget what we were doing

We stop and
turn around again

And there
we are again

Ignorant of
the undeniable fact again

That our
worlds revolve around us

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