17 days; it seems like an eternity why?
holding back tears that threatened to fall;
never once in 17 days i felt this weak, this vulnerable.
i want you to be happy, and i thought you want the same for me.
holding back tears that threatened to fall;
never once in 17 days i felt this weak, this vulnerable.
i want you to be happy, and i thought you want the same for me.
i'm sorry i ever started this 'war'
right now im pulling up the white flag.
this. shall forever be a silent reverie.
a day dream that would not come true.
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