show me that you care, I'm tired of guessing if you love me or not
you cluster my mind
thoughts of you, thoughts of me with you
thoughts that keep me from rest
your words are like butter
they're smooth and they're soft
they make the bitter bits better
you are my thoughts as the sun rises and my dreams after it sets
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𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖
الخيال (فانتازيا)You told me that you loved me and like a fool I believed it just like every other lie you told. Stupid Stupid Stupid Stupid
