'don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable.'
that line has been running through my busy mind all day.
when i wrote it, i even turned around to tell her about it.
but then i remembered i'm not a part of her life anymore.
does she miss me the way i miss her?
i've almost forgotten the color of her eyes
and the sound of her voice.
i know it reminded me of honey.
but if i could just hear it again...
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Fanfictioni know i hurt her but i had to. (Lynn's P.O.V.) COVER BY: @MyLifeIsWhatIMakeIt