everyone rushing,leaving
getting away from here.
busy in their own little world.
i'm pacing,chasing,wondering,
anticipating the time of your arrival.
i feel the warm breeze on my face,
much as if your hand were touching my cheek..
but then i realized
there's no more weekend for me and you...
just in my own little world,
i wait for the time,
i'd be back in your arms....
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