You're all I ever tend to see,
You're all I ever care to see,
You're all I ever want to see,
You seem to be all but with me;
Someday soon I want that to change,
But it won't for the time being,
And it's you I shan't engage,
Because right now all I'm doing is seeing;
But when the day comes that I meet you,
That day will be the best of yet,
And ideally in a week or two,
Between us there shall be no regret;
I disappoint myself daily by not meeting you,
I disappoint myself weekly by not greeting you,
I disappoint myself monthly by not treating to you,
I'm my only disappointment in this quest for us two.
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