We are not the same anymore.
We are two seasons from different dimensions
Nothing feels the same anymore.
I am rushing to get away, standing still.
Still, I am not sane anymore.
Who am I not to forgive this?
Who am I to try and forget this?
I am not me anymore.
You have been screaming on deaf ears.
I cannot listen anymore.
This is not okay anymore.
You are not you.
This, is not love anymore.
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 7:37 AM UTC
We are not the same anymore.
We are two seasons from different dimensions
Nothing feels the same anymore.
I am rushing to get away, standing still.
Still, I am not sane anymore.
Who am I not to forgive this?
Who am I to try and forget this?
I am not me anymore.
You have been screaming on deaf ears.
I cannot listen anymore.
This is not okay anymore.
You are not you.
This, is not love anymore.
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