𝒯𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓇
maybe the clouds has a reason to be grey
hearts that always willing to stay
hands that always up to pray
how foolish of me be blind in the midway
until the last chapter of the book
i can see one of us is a crook
More Than Words
what’s the point of saying “i miss you” do you even always remember me? do you really care for me? i am in pain waiting for the clues don’t you feel it, honey digging the proof from the words you said someday when i get tired of everything i will leave you don’t need to question anything i already give you a hundred signs, don’t you see? leaving without you ever hearing me saying “i love you” even though i do
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