Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Overlook

I'm taken by the way you give, your presence, and your brains.
I could overlook the numbers, if you'd overlook the same.
I'd overlook your drama if my chest would quit this burning.
The difference in our past's just an excuse to do more learning.
I know I'd have to wait for you. What's two years out of twenty?
There's no chance of us getting rich, but how I spend, none is plenty.

But I will never overlook your vision, what you want to have in life.
Our dreams are so much different. I won't saddle you with mine.

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