Sometimes I cope
By imagining you
To be perfect
And that if you were here
All would be fine
I’m not sure why
But I make myself
Believe
Jul 23, 2025
Jul 23, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
Sometimes I cope
By imagining you
To be perfect
And that if you were here
All would be fine
I’m not sure why
But I make myself
Believe
