Fell for your trap, fell for the kind of thing you're, at any cost, i won't let it go, I'm bound to pay a price, you weren't there when it was hurting, you let it all slide so blindly, i had to accept, it had to be you, and by now I know too what those fucking feelings do to us, i need me and i was always relying on the 'you' kind of thing.
To be able to love me, and to be able to love you, I'm finding ways for both of 'em but sad, alone.
lately, you've been distant from me, but never felt like it, would it prevent me from calling you 'mine'mine'? Maybe you're into something too, something which is killing you too, you're not asking for help but i know you need someone called 'me'. But why you act like I'm not there? so what if we don't talk the way we used to, it ain't fair, love doesn't end that way. we're getting older, having ambitions too high, we both do care, I know it all, but I kind of like to play dumb, and the truth is neither I nor you can fulfill either I or you.
Back in the time, sight of your eyes was ever glimming me, you still do, no medicine could do how you send me to sleep, all my reds and blues i had 'em without you, not anymore! Thought of not seeing you in front of me after I wake up takes my breath away too, never complained, ever understood, every kind of situation you and I might be in, the thing we're into right now it isn't wrong it isn't right. I don't want you to ever look at me if you've got hate, doubts or anything in those eyes which I'm adoring every single moment nowdays. i know how to love, very well, so what's my fault if I do it another way? and sorry to say but if you couldn't accept it why did you have to move forward for it, why?
When you'd run afraid of something who'd you run for? I have you, who d'you have?
The mere thought of me being lowly in your mind and heart, crushes my heart into millions of pieces, i break out, also, not the type to shed tears over nothing or something futile, Never did this!!
I'm sorry, sorry for looking so blunt, for being how I've ever been, 'cause i know i sometimes treat people I love like trash bin, never meant to try you on, sorry I fails to believe that someone can love me that faithfully. For sure you can't look into me, so look into you and find what's crushing you 'cause i can't see you dripping, can't show it off, but i mean it.
Sorry, a big one to you, i maybe deserve to go through splicing once.

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