Sunday, 5 April 2026

The idea of you

 I'm not okay with what I did to you 
And also with what you did to me 
I know we were both suspicious 
Because of our whole life experience 
That never told us otherwise 
For to ever trust without distance 
Is the riskiest gamble one makes
Whenever we're falling in love 
I know now it's something above
And it's worth the fight 
Against the ideas of ourselves 
Preconceived about one another 
Please help me because I cried
So much, my love, I didn't disguise 
It was the part that we said goodbye 
You more, you all the time
So were you at all ever mine? 

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