I wonder if you think
I’m dying for you,
worrying for you,
suffering for you.
In your fantasies,
how do I appear?
Red eyes,
tear-stained cheeks?
I must look
terribly bland
in your daydream.
But the truth is—
I’m fine.
Thanks.
Oct 22, 2025
Oct 22, 2025 at 7:39 PM UTC
I wonder if you think
I’m dying for you,
worrying for you,
suffering for you.
In your fantasies,
how do I appear?
Red eyes,
tear-stained cheeks?
I must look
terribly bland
in your daydream.
But the truth is—
I’m fine.
Thanks.
