You from my past life .
You my past.
Not my now.
Try to don't be my life at this point.
You spend too much time in my brain.
You spend too much time in my dreams .
We are never going to be out of love .
I'm telling you I'm lonely. I hear you smile. And it's making me smile. I can't tell what I like this much. I love that you make me feel safe it's stronger when I'm around you.
I'm selfish. I'm hopeless. I need you. But it's hurt you. There's nothing what I can say or do to make it better. We need space. I know I ending things. But I'm here for you.
You understand me whiteout trying.
Why me? Why you love me like this?
It's break my heart.
We play our parts. Whiteout asking.
Friends don't look like this. Friends doesn't have thet shine in there eye's.
It was deferent if we kiss ?
Ther was ever a good time for that?
You broke me first or I did?
You think about me?
You think that much like I do?
When it's stop hurt that much?
Why I can't cry, when I mourn that what was between us?
Why you come back in my dreams?
Why I can't falling in love with you?
Why am I so broken?
Why am I so depraved?
Why I'm such a freak?
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In My Head
AventuraI don't know what to say to be honest. On the way of my feelings. What things can you expect: I'm not enough Catholic, I'm not enough Jewish . I'm not enough Straight, I'm not enough Queer. I'm not enough as a woman, But also I'm not a Man. Sometime...
