Awkward
I feel the aura as you walk through the room
Leveling my ambition with average statistics
The emotions in my heart start to settle before they can bloom
In the start of it all my secured mental is turned into worthless wealth
That feeling of butterflies still enter my stomach at the worst times
Thinking about how everything was true, but when it was all over I realized you told the worst lies
So my memories filled me with regret, thinking what's next
Still hoping that my love for you was still certain and nothing ever went left
This is just my emotions and how my heart can instantly cut to shards
I live with my feelings and love hard
At the end of my life this specific moment will teach me alot
To always put soil and matain and fertilize the flower before you soil the seed in the pot
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