When I write, it always seems to be for you
I can't help but keep you in the back of my mind as I write
Would you like this?, I ask myself.
It's ridiculous.
I used to love you to distraction.
I suppose it was a distraction I needed.
I needed something to stop from thinking so much.
Someday, when we're both famous, they'll write a book about how
we inspired each other.
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