Why is tonight so different?

That we shouldn’t sit in silence with nothing but old TV to break it?

That I should want to love you up when you put me down?

That I’d rather spend my time talking to real people in imagined space?

This is how it’s been for as long as I remember with you.

Why should tonight be so different?

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