I keep a distance from the admiration that I see,
For my heart is still in pieces, healing from what was meant to be.
So I only watch you from afar, with a quiet, tender glee,
And keep the butterflies inside, just for me.
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 12:17 AM UTC
I keep a distance from the admiration that I see,
For my heart is still in pieces, healing from what was meant to be.
So I only watch you from afar, with a quiet, tender glee,
And keep the butterflies inside, just for me.
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