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Last day
Thinking 'bout the faces
I'd see from a stage
The pleasure of people present
Feeling what I say
And my thoughts in the form of a page
Resonating in whichever way
Lessons
I learnt everyday
From pain and happiness
It's all the same 
'Cause moments in life
Are never in vain
Start scrutinising
Analyse em
And you'll be surely arriving
Somewhere
In the midst of the crowd 
I see a flare
A flash
Then I see her stare
Photographer was her
Dining commons I've seen her there
Always caught my eye so
I was glad she appeared
At my show 
Would've talked to her
But I performed
Both in a group
And as a solo
Goals come first
So no I couldn't go converse
But she looked like a girl
More than heels and a purse
In her mind
More than skirts and a shirt
Boy toys and Instagram alerts
I have to go and flirt
Next time I see her
This happened in the library
Gotta take my shot 
So whats my strategy
No scope
I'll just free-flow like when I'm freestlyin'
Soon as we're close we start smiling
Talking and vibin' 
Asked about the pictures like
Thats the only reason
That I'm there
Both inhaling the attraction in the air
So she could tell
My intentions 
Like good art
Had multiple layers
Conversation
Looser than anticipated
Wanted to stay but saw the homies waiting
So I looked at her and stated

Im chilling with my friends tonight 
And they are heading out now 
But when you're free 
I think we should hang out sometime
She responds
Yes I agree
I did like talking to ya
Anytime is fine
We smile and swap mobiles

Next few days
Yeah we texting
Both very busy
And I know
Time is precious
In these situations
Gotta act fast otherwise
Interest starts fading
I learnt that the hard way
I'm avoiding same mistakes
Like ten guy 
Too high 
Are the stakes
'Cause that glimpse of her mind
Got me captivated
Yeah we had harmony and time
Like it was orchestrated
An occasion had to be created
'Nuff debating
Think I made it
"Wiz, the Musical" - I gotta act in it
But no pictures would be taken
Met someone that can fix that 
So I guess I 
Gotta hit back
With a job ad
Brit would say 
Good job, lad
Home-cooked meal
Is how I'll pay you back
She seems okay with that
Break the breaks off
Now the trains on tracks
See what we make
Off the momentum we got
One moment can do a lot
Day of the date
Take the staircase down
Ended up in the parking lot
A doggy run up
Cute little puff ball Pomeranian pup
Then her figure cleared up
No shoes - So what
Meet her friends - wassup
We in the car now - buckle up
Now my target's in Target
Picking beer out
While I'm looking for lardons
Bacon'll do
Cook her more than pasta and fasul
Amatriciana
Take her home and light the fire
She say the meal delicious
Thanks to Stefania
We in the room now 
I touch her
Hand
Bring her under bed
Lips touch
And the thoughts in my head, go

I'm so glad that that look
Wasn't just my imagination
Having you on top of me
Feels heavenly
Not the first time someone's there
Yet I sense that it's different
Wonder why that is
Wait, why am I thinking

Weeks go by
Passing nights
Sleeping tight
Like we lullabies
For each other
Stay up late
Talks on fate
Fucks are great
Go hard on one another
Drinking water to recover 
At a time 
Didn't have any dimes 
Saved my behind 
She became my sugar mama 
End of may 
Had to vacate our rooms 
No problem
We got California to discover 
I can't wait to see her hidden colours
Know she got em
But they implicit
I'll admire them
As we travel cities
So many places to visit
In her Honda Civic
No place to stay
F*ck it we'll just live in it
Must be angels
'Cause we're masterful at winging it
Feelings filling in the gaps
That we had
When we started this
Love or lust
Now its both of them
Never been skeptical
But then again
I wonder why I love her so
'Cause of her blonde and blue eyes
'Cause of her mind
Her behind
The fact that her soul equates mine
Maybe 'cause for once 
I'm fine that she isn't mine 
'Cause she take me to my prime
Giving me real eyes
To realise 
And face my real lies
'Cause she make me write these rhymes
The deja vus I find
The connecting lines 
I get it's an ocean in front of me
But what about the signs I see
Must be crazy
There ain't the one
But you're the one I want
I'm tired of being lazy
And giving up
On something that's amazing
Wish on the wishing star
Work twice as hard
Last day
Thinking about the words you said
Resonating everyday that pass

I only got this close to you
Because I know you're leaving
If you wasn't
Then I wouldn't act like this
I tell her
You don't have to
Keep on justifying 
Your feelings
If you're feeling 
It must mean 
I'm feeling too

Last day
Last day
Last day
With my time in California
Last day
With my time, in California
Last Day

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