gilisando de facto

look shes changing color,
look shes changing clothes,
my imaginative ever-lasting other,
i guess it really was all some sort of pose,
and now down stairs there's a empty dream store,
i can visit, shop and browse any time,
all of which reminds me of that I used to adore,
and how its grown through and past me like a vine,
so was it all a simple story?
an unfolding pattern of your justified glory?
that you authored for just for me?
i'm glad your happy, it makes me happy, when you are happy.