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You weren't a commitment type of a person.
To be in a relationship, I had no reason.
And so we set up a loveless arrangement.
In love you're an expert; I had no attainment.
And that's how we started meeting behind closed doors:
The whispers and the tiptoes on polished floors.
"Killing time" for you and it was "practice" for me.
Silly as it sounds, that's how it's supposed to be.
But fate's a joker, I started falling in love.
"Let him fall, too," I prayed to the Man Above.
However, no matter how many times I pray,
Your heart is still not mine by the end of the day.
Now, I understand why they say "With love, don't play"
Because in the trappings of love, I've fallen prey.
Still, "killing time" for you but "sweet torture" for me.
As painful as it sounds, I have to let it be.
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