Category : Diary/Journal

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Judging from how things used to be I would sit and just imagine us after some days
I didn't think of you as a tool that I could use and ditch..
I'm sorry for believing in the things that my brain used to paint
They were once the reason behind my smile
The way I would even reveal my ugly smile not carrying about what people thought cause we did it together
Yes I was naive my dear too naive to be human I guess
My small heart crushed and boom I can't breathe
That's just a saying though I never really cared..