If Only we could have been. How I wanted to be, everything good
a fragile word. To hold you in my arms at the same time wanting
you to be free.
Thinking of you something about me. Envy, something I can never
To Hold you, or was it holding me.
What do I know.
I think I know but then again.
What does it mean, where does it end.
Is it up to me, is it up to you.
Does it matter.
But then again.
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