illusions for dreamers
sometimes i wish he'd ask about my past... i truly wish he knew me... so i could know if he would still like me or not; if he would run in the opposite direction... at times i wish he knew because i think if he did he wouldn't like me. i think that he'd run in the opposite direction... and this would relieve me from any future we could have. i could just move on from this...
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