What's lost isn't necessarily a loss.
How did we get here? How do we get home?
You were supposed to be only in my dreams.
Again and again;
Much like a lie now.
I
still want to believe in fairytales.
I believed in fairytales,
Not you, not anymore though.
♥
With You?
p.s. I don't know either; I hope not.
(enter my name here)
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