And I can't ask you questions here:
Why do you sad? What was unclear?
Why did you hide your loud look?
What questions were misunderstood?
And, in the end, it's something wrong.
I can't deny it for so long.
This interval that stands between
Reminds me: Girl, you're just eighteen.
And I might cross all ******* lines,
And I don't care about these rights.
We both not stupid, you're not a child.
It's time to stop blowminded fights.
And I'll ask: what hurts so much?
Was our meeting just a touch?
How many times did you regret,
That I'm not yours, that it's the end?
Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 4:05 AM UTC
And I can't ask you questions here:
Why do you sad? What was unclear?
Why did you hide your loud look?
What questions were misunderstood?
And, in the end, it's something wrong.
I can't deny it for so long.
This interval that stands between
Reminds me: Girl, you're just eighteen.
And I might cross all ******* lines,
And I don't care about these rights.
We both not stupid, you're not a child.
It's time to stop blowminded fights.
And I'll ask: what hurts so much?
Was our meeting just a touch?
How many times did you regret,
That I'm not yours, that it's the end?
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