Jul 2
Isn’t it a strange concept
we hold on to someone
we fell for
We blindly fight
even if it doesn’t feel right
We lose ourselves
we feel sad
Happiness suffers
but we hold on
Love’s something mad.
L.C.
we hold on to someone
we fell for
We blindly fight
even if it doesn’t feel right
We lose ourselves
we feel sad
Happiness suffers
but we hold on
Love’s something mad.
L.C.
(29/F/Belgium)
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