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Two seconds - Too much


They say it takes around three seconds
to cast a love spell over somebody
Three seconds in which the world
around us just crumbles and falls apart
three seconds in which our eyes meet
three seconds in which it is just
you and me

They say a smile isn't real without
small wrinkles around the eyes
A „Hello“ is so short, it is even
more insignificant than our goodbyes
A split second in our everydays
that means the world to me

I go back to my day, you go back to yours
I will forget about you in my
mountain of papers and rivers of letters
You wont even recognize
my patently obvious confusion

There is no we, there is no us
There is just you and me
and two seconds too much

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