If i give up then just give in,
because it feels as i can't breathe
and all those planes taking off to songs
to words that don't mean anything real
It all feels so wrong,
all so wrong.
So i wrap my head around the idea that the love i had for you standing in your bedroom
has been buried in someone's inspired soul,
maybe they'll forgive you,
more than i ever will
maybe they'll see you in the bright light
i used to see your face in.
All those bright lights fading.
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