I feel like I left it back in my past, when I was just a child and everything was simple. Everything was redefined by you. And I simply didn’t care nor did I ask. Because the answer was always there, imprinted in your blue eyes.
"I can't just get over it, he's dead because of me," I screamed at Phil, "No matter what, he's the one, he's him. it's always been him, it'll only be him"
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