Thursday, May 31, 2012

The autonomous Expectations




I can keep turning around; searching and trying and waiting, you know.
But I won’t always keep turning around, you should know.
Call my name. And I shall answer.
Pat on my back. And I will turn.
Silence and coincidences are nobody’s all time’s favorites, you know.
And me calling your name isn’t the only way it works, you should know.

And I’d like being reached out for too, you might not know.


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