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I told strangers about the way you left me They got off the train and did exactly the same I dozed off in class and imagined you to be there, holding my hand under the table or passing me a note I knew it was my only choice To resort to sleep just to see your face again I feel myself forgetting you Your laugh Your shoe size Your coveted heart I wanted to own it But I never let you give it away You were too busy trying to return my own back to me I shrugged in refusal, I told you it didn’t make a difference I don’t breathe anyway I don’t feel anyway I think now I change my mind Please call me I want to see the face I want to forget Bring my heart in a paperbag Don’t sign your name Wear new shoes, not your old white ones I don’t want to stare at them again and remember all the times I did exactly the same To shy away from that ******* smile I don’t want to go back to trying to love you Please don’t let me go back Take my passport and bus ticket I want to stay here Wherever here is Away from feelings I once tried to know I tried too ******* hard, didn’t I?
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Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
white shoes
I told strangers about the way you left me They got off the train and did exactly the same I dozed off in class and imagined you to be there, holding my hand under the table or passing me a note I knew it was my only choice To resort to sleep just to see your face again I feel myself forgetting you Your laugh Your shoe size Your coveted heart I wanted to own it But I never let you give it away You were too busy trying to return my own back to me I shrugged in refusal, I told you it didn’t make a difference I don’t breathe anyway I don’t feel anyway I think now I change my mind Please call me I want to see the face I want to forget Bring my heart in a paperbag Don’t sign your name Wear new shoes, not your old white ones I don’t want to stare at them again and remember all the times I did exactly the same To shy away from that ******* smile I don’t want to go back to trying to love you Please don’t let me go back Take my passport and bus ticket I want to stay here Wherever here is Away from feelings I once tried to know I tried too ******* hard, didn’t I?
I think only I understand this, I wish I didn't
horri-bella
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Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
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