Smile
You still make me smile.
And yes, it's only been a little while.
But I can't help but to look.
Look at your number across my screen
Because I felt I couldn't look at your name,
But you're still present in my phone.
Alone. Or I should be.
I didn't want you to let go of me
Or me of you is what I should say.
Hey, maybe one day when we're not so...
So different. So strange. So distant.
Because I trusted you but my trust was contradicted.
I can never look the other way
In my heart you cannot stay
But then I look at your number across my screen...
I couldn't look at your name
But you're still present in my phone.
And I smile
And yes, it's only been a little while
SInce you broke what I wanted to build
Destroyed what I thought was real.
Still. You make me laugh.
As if you can erase the past.
But it's okay.
Cause you make me smile.
So I guess it's worth the happiness.
Even if it's only for a little while.
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