Seems Like Old Dreams
Last night I had a dream you came back. We laughed and laid on my old bed like we used to. We were in my old room, it was like I had never moved and you had never changed. You kissed me on the forehead. I woke up crying.
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Maybe Again
Stop looking at me like you want me so much. Come ask. I might just say ‘maybe’ again.
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Young & Naive
I was young and I naively wanted you to play along, save me and tell me I was enough, when I was perfectly fine. And now that you’ve crushed me and I am broken and I need someone desperately, you’re gone.
Reblogged from Dear Old Love
Things end. People leave. And you know what? Life goes on. Besides, if bad things didn’t happen, how would you be able to feel the good ones?
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