Loves burned my brain and every time it's the same, over and over again trying to feel some love within. And deeper I fall, closer I come to finding a reason for it all. But time after time when I think he's mine I find there's another idea on his mind. But I want to keep stepping outside my door even if it doesn't evolve to anything more. I don't care if he wasn't good and he wasn't right, I care that I didn't put up a fight for something to hold on to each night.
My emotions are getting frustrating. I feel so great, but it's not exactly real. It's this fantasy I've created in which anything is possible. Wake up.
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