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Too many days gone by to care anymore... 
too many years spent wondering.
wondering why I can love you, 
but only when no one else is looking... 

I shouldn't have to hide this... 
I should be able to run and tell everyone 
the story of my happiness, the source of the tale...
But we prefer to keep things hushed... 
why?

how can we pull dissapearing acts like this?
is there some strange magic between us?
You can walk half in the shadows by my side
and I would never notice until you jumped 
to find me in your trail...

how can we walk both sides of the mirror like this 
both invisible to the other, but both in plain view... 
how can I wake and wonder if maybe I woke
to a different life this morning?
What if you notice that I am here, 
and I notice you- 
and something clicks this time?
How can I wonder?

I keep you around, I keep you part of this
because you are my only mystery, 
my unkown... I like random variables here and there... 
Is that why I'm still in your view?
is that why you still keep me in your sights?
because you like the hunt as much as I do?

It didn't take everyone else to notice 
that something was happening, something strange... 
but we deny all inquiries- 
turn down all proofs of existence... 
this is too rare... 
this is too forbidden... 
we would sell our souls 
before we sold out... 

You and I... 
wandering around in this strange place 
where reality and disbelief collide... 
we in our hush hush state... 
our lips sealed but for insults sake... 
our eyes locked, minds racing... 

that's what I like about this... 
I like not knowing what's next... 
I like being in love and not having to share it... 
not changing anything until maybe 
I throw you in.