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If I had three lives, I'd marry you in two And in the other life........ that slightly slower, dimmer one I probably would be a writer Sat up in corner side cafe's Trying to pen you into existence Not knowing you but.... still knowing I was missing something A part of me that would have made me a little more whole A little more together. And so i'd write, Penning the idea of you to paper In hopes that you might form out of ink , And our story might begin And that's not to say that I wouldn't be happy in this life. Of course i would have friends to laugh with, and complain about how much or little work im getting. Set in a small apartment Overlooking the river, filled with books and faded denim In a desperate attempt to look far more interesting than I am. And on the weekends I'd walk that river, a little slower and a little dimmer wondering if i'd ever meet you