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There’s a green light in my eyes when you come across my mind. Everything around me begins to blur, as if nothing is seen; I go blind. I desperately want to recapture the love we had left behind… But I think of Nicky’s words: “You can’t repeat the past.” And my heart begins to wail, “if he loved me before, he could love me again.” But I’m scolded by my mind, “you can’t reclaim what has been lost; you can’t recapture what doesn’t want to be caught; you can’t take back something that’s already gone.”
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Jun 11, 2022
Jun 11, 2022 at 11:04 PM UTC
Gatsby
There’s a green light in my eyes when you come across my mind. Everything around me begins to blur, as if nothing is seen; I go blind. I desperately want to recapture the love we had left behind… But I think of Nicky’s words: “You can’t repeat the past.” And my heart begins to wail, “if he loved me before, he could love me again.” But I’m scolded by my mind, “you can’t reclaim what has been lost; you can’t recapture what doesn’t want to be caught; you can’t take back something that’s already gone.”
Over the Love - Florence + the Machine
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Jun 11, 2022
Jun 11, 2022 at 11:04 PM UTC
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