I'm not crazy.
Maybe just a little obsessed.
I'm not crazy.
Maybe just a little aversed.
I'm not obsessed.
Maybe just a little inclined.
I'm not aversed.
Maybe just a little indifferent.
Get it?
The forecasts of the night sky are vague,
'cause clouds obscure views and augury.
But the distant stars
form astrology signs to guide the way.
And the stars whispered to me,
That
I missed u a little too much.
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