XXXIV. Don't come back.

17. května 2016 v 12:40
Once you've left.
You're like a poem
We were wrapped in each other
And it felt so good
What feels good on its top has to feel real bad at its lowest

Just don't come back
Unless you come back with all
I don't want parts
I don't want fine evenings followed by -
Image de stars, night, and art
you know it's just me dreaming of you coming back but wanting to let you go for real and for good at the same time.
 

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