Feb 2015
You were so real I swear to God.
And so I write and write and write,
Until you become so fictitious and so unreal,
I have to stop believing.
That's how I get rid of love.
And so I write and write and write,
Until you become so fictitious and so unreal,
I have to stop believing.
That's how I get rid of love.
http://lilahgran.blogspot.com/2014/12/how-i-get-rid-of-love.html
