I let you stay in my head.
I let you sleep in my bed.
But when I wake up; your gone.
Nothing but a memory.
Your side of the bed worn; the memory of you still there- but your body gone.
If you came back, I'd let you stay.
Because I'm blind.
I'm blind to the fact I love you.
But I don't know if you love me.
Can you please tell me.
Please.
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Stressed&Depressed
Phi Hư CấuLife is stressful and depressing so why not complain about it. Welcome to my life, I hope you enjoy the ride.
