March 17, 1992

178. When You Think I Don't Care

Bright neon lights, bottle in hand again,
The loneliness in my shadowy stare;
Although I knew deep in my heart was pain,
I could always sat I was happy there.
Softly, quiet with the wind and the rain,
I knew that life should have meant more to me
Because it seemed like life was all in vain;
With skies clear, there was still nothing to see.
Love and life had always been so dreary,
Yet, now that I’m with you, love brings such bliss
That of life, I no longer grow weary,
So, my dear, know my love is in my kiss,
       And though I may forget a little thing or two,
       I always, always, remember how much I love you.

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