At night I shut my eyes and dream,
not as a fantasy, but as it would seem,
the life that I'm already living.
You say you messed up, I'm just forgiving,
the truth is, I'm the one who's thankful,
because even when we parted, you stayed faithful.
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
At night I shut my eyes and dream,
not as a fantasy, but as it would seem,
the life that I'm already living.
You say you messed up, I'm just forgiving,
the truth is, I'm the one who's thankful,
because even when we parted, you stayed faithful.
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