I know, I know, I know

You see
I know
you’re there
I know
you know
I’m here
I know
you’re busy
I know
you’ve got a life
I know
you have to choose
I know
I know
I know
But so do I
And I’ve chosen
you
often enough
to believe
it only fair
that you
not ignore
me
once
again
I know
I know
I know
I’ll get over it
Or perhaps I won’t
Perhaps
next time
I won’t be there
for you



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