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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