too bright, the water, a little too cold. And everything else is a little too loud. On such days, I want you to gently hold me and lay a kiss on my forehead. Tell me that I am still loved even when I feel a little too unloveable. Tell me that I am loved.
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too bright, the water, a little too cold. And everything else is a little too loud. On such days, I want you to gently hold me and lay a kiss on my forehead. Tell me that I am still loved even when I feel a little too unloveable. Tell me that I am loved.