So it comes down to this. Hugging my knees in the cold, differences of letters in words; live and love: should be my bedside motto, and I could thrive on it and nothing else..... leaving living: leaving to live. ok so I don't make much sense because sleep isn't favoring me and you can't help it. fifth time's the charm to make you realise everything is only sustained by thread, and the whole world holds their breath and watches in silence. Handle with care is a damn good caption for fragile stickers, they should make it for people as well. So you wait and wait and wait and wait and you cry, listening to songs all day in your room with the heater on and you don't know what you are waiting for
go away and come back again, leave and say hello again, again then again then again
hello. this time, don't leave
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