my eyes trained to the picture you left up on your shelf,
back when my heart had only started to blossom.
but the only person you loved most was yourself,
which is now the only thing we share in common.
Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 12:31 PM UTC
my eyes trained to the picture you left up on your shelf,
back when my heart had only started to blossom.
but the only person you loved most was yourself,
which is now the only thing we share in common.
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