with all the front and more besides bitch thrust and parry and a few asides with considerable charm you chose not to decide i really like you becomes my massage i really want you becomes my decision how long can we sustain ourselves apart the pressure s increasing it squeezes my heart i bought a ticket you took a walk so much to say we re unable to talk suffering in silence our eyes give it away so close as we part a touching display colouring my thoughts predominately grey and fighting bravely oh will she save me from what or who i do not know2