Can someone please tell me that I, for once is important to them? Cause ever since he's been gone no one can tell me how beautiful life is, and how i should live it positively not the exact opposite.
Who am i kidding when i said that i don't need him? Me, it's all on me.
Whatever i do, i do it for him .
He's the cause of those smile in my lips and the twinkling of my eyes,
He was the cause of my euphoria.
That is why i need him, but how can I want someone that i can't have?
He's long gone now, maybe even happier so why bother?
Don't wanna make the same mistakes, Don't wanna repeat history,
Don't want another tear on my cheeks, But i still want you.
So many what if's on my mind, so many questions only you can answer, I still want your hands in my back pocket when you feel possesive over me. But why?
Why can't fate let us be us?
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The Magic Shop
Historia CortaExpressing ones love for her idols. Just for fun. Republished because i'm a lazy ass psycho.
