Feeling tired of overthinking about what I am not responsible to
think.
Feeling worried about everything I have –even you –that I’m not sure
if I do, actually.
Wanna tell you everything I feel, and hear a couple of words making
me the happiest girl in the whole universe –as if I’m the one in yours.
I just hope. Hope to see you’re doing well.
Why are you shirking? Why can’t you just stay next to me?
There is only one thing you gotta know: Once you go, I won’t be there anymore
to give the peace you need.
Priorities of our lives. Who controls us? Who chooses them?
Priorities.
Feeling sorry for everything that I haven’t done and said long
before.
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