grey

such a strange wave

how things ended this way

each night the rain poured

and I still waited for you at my door

love is for fools

but it isn't when it's for you

I want to be beside you

but this is all a game to you

drunk texts

when will I see you next?

I live in wonder

do you ever ponder?

you left so fast

and I never asked

you never loved me

and now I am in plea

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