you were drunk and tried to take a mental picture with you hands.
i was thinking about that and a bunch of other things. stop looking at
the floor.
i need to pour out this expansive dose of words.
i can't explain. i need to be alone.
i know the timing isn't great. these things you just can't plan.
i just need a little time so i can find myself again.
'cause i get buried underneath all the things they think you are and i'm
too tired to pretend it doesn't hurt to be left out.
i had a pocketful of dreams but i gave them all to you.
now i think i want 'em back so can you tell me if i'm crazy or
confused?
don't ever change. the way you are. i've never loved anyone more.
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