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the last words I’ll get from you are spoken by her voice I thought I had chance maybe even the slightest choice I even got to hear about all the moves you made while the colors of my feelings began to fade I found myself in the way I love but showing what I can be won’t be enough the hours I put into imagining the titles of melodies signed with mine, it’s timeless but the summer sun won’t change my longing eyes I know I always take a step to far and dramatize you’re there sending pictures so she’ll laugh in her room did you know that she had to hear my opinion to first assume that you’ll give her all the butterflies I have the talent to be best at catching my own lies mainly about the way I still romantasise what never even shined through to you I’m now giving advice on how to best hold hands I shouldn’t do that, cause I was never where she stands I bet she wants to see me hanging on for dear life while she’s living but even if it slowly disintegrates me, that’s not what I’m giving so what’s the deal with you leaving? are the hopes you brought to her really worth her grieving let me rephrase it for someone who stays to play you had more control than anyone should’ve who won’t say or even bring himself down to care about someone who can still see you and scout why I had to clear out the last ink in my pen I got to the old books and asked the wise men what they would’ve done if they where at my place back then but the notes I dedicated to you are why I turned out to know how to cry it’s a curse, how I keep writing names down you wear all that could've been possible for us was a simple love affair