She is not allowed inside

She is not allowed inside

She is not allowed inside

Standing in the parking lot

Looking up

At what could be his window

She wonders if she’s chosen right

She is not allowed inside

Her love can only touch him

From afar

Will he feel her reaching out?

She wonders if she’s chosen right

She is not allowed inside

He must be all confused

So alone

Waiting for her to come

He might be dying tonight

I am allowed inside

Showing the different choice

I made

The doors will open wide

I wonder how this can be right

I am allowed inside

Trusting my gut feeling

Like she did

Our paths were separated

I wonder how this can be right

I am allowed inside

But it is not my arms

He needs

How the fuck did we get here?

He might be dying tonight


Photo by Greg Rosenke on Unsplash

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