Crashing like a symphony, indeed.
I joked about not wanting anyone who's not you, but...
It's true, isn't it?
I love you. You love me. We'll be alone, together.
I'm so fucked up, you don't want me. Really. You tried to fix all the best parts of me. You don't see blue the way I see blue. You don't hear this song the way I do.
I wanted love to be that,
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