Oh god it's you. And yes, I mean you again
as seeing the sight of you just one more time
will forever remind me that we're not meant to be.
I'm fed up with this romantic crap.
This fogged up appearance of love.
Whispers of fairy tale romances that are really just fiction.
Perhaps I'm wrong. But until I can write my own story
I'd like to be left alone
to discover it with someone else.
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 5:21 PM UTC
Oh god it's you. And yes, I mean you again
as seeing the sight of you just one more time
will forever remind me that we're not meant to be.
I'm fed up with this romantic crap.
This fogged up appearance of love.
Whispers of fairy tale romances that are really just fiction.
Perhaps I'm wrong. But until I can write my own story
I'd like to be left alone
to discover it with someone else.
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