you don't know her
you don't know her mind, you don't know her heart, you definitely don't know her soul,
she could say one thing and you would twist it around, making her feel different and wrong.
there's no need to come into her life creating happiness that she's never felt before, when you'll end up
walking out of it, crushing her world into millions of pieces.
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