To LEY

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maybe i couldn't fanthom my feelings anymore,
I've fled so low and so high my heart is sore.
In my head I'm playing a supercut of you that never existed,
never ending dialogues that never happened.

I'm so in love with the idea of you,
the way you eyes sparkle like summer hues.
the way you walk like a total charismatic weirdo,
you'll always be my summer rain though.

I bet you don't even know, or have a clue.
About how sunrise reminds me of you.
Your smile painted innocence all over,
but damn I would forever be sober if that means being with you.

but i promised i wouldn't cry for boys anymore.
I promise I wouldn't let them break me to the core.
you would be the last one I will adore.
I guess I wouldn't be like before... this is my final goodbye, cheers to never saying hi.

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