Crawl up 'tween the sheets, cover the embarrassment..
My mind makes excuses though my mouth wont comment..
Stare in the eyes of my loved one, past tense loved..
While she's starin with watery eyes at the girl handcuffed..
..To the bed where i once proposed memories arise..
And the similar bed, where she rejected them twice..
My lover flee's the scene, but forgets a certain object..
Me.. since she sketched me into her future prospect..
Reminds me..snap out of this mindstate this capture..
Arrive at my own crib..where on my answerin machine awaits a lecture..

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