He’s a different man now
And he’s trying hard to remember how
He acts as though he’s lost his place
But he’s not lost; that’s Justin Case.
He looks out for her affection
While she looks off in the other direction
He tries hard to remember her face
He’s not forgetful; that’s Justin Case.
She woke up to a dreary day
And called him up to change it’s pace
She talked as if they’d be together one day
But she’s not quite in love, and he’s Justin Case.
She talks to others but is never really happy
She fears, to her fears, she’s losing the race
She tries hard to avoid it and tries not to see
She wants him to be someone more, but for now he’s Justin Case.
No one knows how it happened
And isn’t that usually the case?
Try hard to understand it all
But details still seem out of place
Why do we question it anyway?
We should be happy now to be face to face
But some would inadvertently mess it up
And remind him that he’s Justin Case.
But not for these two,
No, their story simply grew…
She’ll never say she settled when she recites the story
She simply says her heart proceeded to make up her mind
They had watched her decline until he said: “Don’t you worry”
And on that day Justin Case became Justin Time.
Neither knew exactly how it happened
And isn’t that usually how it’s done?
Their story simply continued to grow
For the two had now found one.
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