March 04, 2003

Falling Into You

B: "I've become so generic."

G: "What the bloody hell are you talking about?"

B: "Generic. You know. Ordinary."

G: "I think you need to rethink yourself. Look at all the things you do."

B: "Doesn't matter. Think about it: Everything I do is what I do. It's expected of me. It's so boring."

G: "I'm not sure if I agree. You do what you want and flow like a butterfly, no?"

B: "Well, yeah. But no. I don't know, I'm confused."

G: "Get unconfused. I'm here beside you until then."

B: "But you're not really there."

G: "That's true."

B: "So much for that."

G: "Yeah. I'm just another part of you."

B: "Maybe one day you'll be your own, standing beside me."

G: "Maybe."

B: "Maybe."

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