remind me
More words fall from your lips
Melody hanging in the air
You had me grasping
for what has always been there
Right before my eyes
Yet I couldn't see
You are one of the only few people
Who has always been there for me
One of the few people
Who sees the real me
Took me a minute
But i've caught on
I'm not going anywhere
I promise, we are not wrong.
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