Some days
You talk to me about how was your day
Some days
You share your deepest secrets
Some days
I feel so entitled that I want to demand more from you
Some days
I don't want anybody to know you like I do
But some days
We don't talk at all
Some days
I feel like an option
Some days
I feel like we're strangers
Then there are some days
I like to pretend you're all mine
And some days
You pretend like I'm all yours
Little did you know,
Most of my days
I often ask myself,
"What are we?"
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
Some days
You talk to me about how was your day
Some days
You share your deepest secrets
Some days
I feel so entitled that I want to demand more from you
Some days
I don't want anybody to know you like I do
But some days
We don't talk at all
Some days
I feel like an option
Some days
I feel like we're strangers
Then there are some days
I like to pretend you're all mine
And some days
You pretend like I'm all yours
Little did you know,
Most of my days
I often ask myself,
"What are we?"
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