It’s not that I’m sad; it’s just
the feelings I have when
the feelings I have when
I look deep in my past—
(Remember the times)
We had a blast
or all the things you
happened to smash.
or all the things you
happened to smash.
Everything went by too fast.
Now, I sit here watching time
pass, thinking of how
pass, thinking of how
to get that feeling back.
I don’t honestly fear
that no man will ever
that no man will ever
love me,
but that no man
will I ever love(?)
An anxiety I’ll only ever be
just
one.
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