Sitting across the table
You slowly fall out of focus
My eyes wonder above your right shoulder
“What am I still doing here?” I ask myself
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Time has never been a friend of mine
Taking too long to get what I need
Tired of waiting around
Maybe it’s time to leave
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I slowly make my way to the car
In my determined haze
Nothing to stop me
Can’t keep me down
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Walking into my future
Leaving you on the doorstep.
Sacred Venus 
It’s a tough move but good for anyone who can!
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That is so true. Sometimes putting yourself first is the hardest move to make. Happiness appears to always be better fitted on someone else, until you find one made for you.
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Yep. 🙂
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