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I was exhausted from your love

or what i tought was love

I can’t stop it

can’t stop loving you

thinking of you

it hurts

you don’t love me anymore

if you  ever did

and i can’t blame you for that

 

Your skin

so salty

your breath

like a death

I woke you up

hangover

moment of forever

 

Messy hair

empty cans

all over

eye contact

so avoided

sadness bubbling

 

Wanna touch you

wanna love you

wanna heal you

 

are you even here

were you ever here

have i stood here alone

all the time

was it all just mirage

a dead image

which never really existed

 

Text (c) Amanda

Vastaa