I did not have a clue nor inkling that the stars would start twinkling, for I was just pretending,
and hiding from myself.
Thankfully, it wasn't too late; destruction escaped. And now, another momentary departure.
This phantom being of mine - is it really for keeps? Or is it merely a romantic appeal fuelled by sweet seduction? Maybe a party that hasn't ended although the lights have been switched on?
Royksopp's "You Don't Have A Clue" comes to mind....
Gosh, I'm gonna miss her smile.
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