gravity.
I crave you can't you see, you are what i dream about, day and night, fall or spring. You use to love me, and hold me, i was your dream. you wanted me, but i let you go. why do i do such stupid things. You would have stayed and been loyal to me, but instead i let you free. i hoped it would show you how much you meant to me, and then you would come running to me with arms open. But as usual i was wrong, i set up my hope so high, but gravity just can't balance them. It came crumbling down, leaving me surrounded my my mistakes. I wonder if some days you remember the times we had, i do and feel that place where you belonged, and maybe you have that feeling too.
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