It doesn't feel much at all. Is emptyness really to be considered as a feeling? If you are empty, you have no feelings, right?
I try to hold on, but you are slipping away. I cannot hold on to something unreal in the end, so is the fiction really worth the fight?
You are not here, you never really were. I reach for your love and I find nothing, but yet you are the one I dream of at night.
Do you mind letting me go? You choke me and I need to breath real air. My feelings for you were a corsette I pulled in to tight.
Thank you and good night.
I try to hold on, but you are slipping away. I cannot hold on to something unreal in the end, so is the fiction really worth the fight?
You are not here, you never really were. I reach for your love and I find nothing, but yet you are the one I dream of at night.
Do you mind letting me go? You choke me and I need to breath real air. My feelings for you were a corsette I pulled in to tight.
Thank you and good night.
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