This future is unclear
I’m waiting for you. Still waiting for you to call because this heart of mine… It is stubborn, set in its ways and I’m merely a spectator.
When you were away, and I was thinking I knew you, knew your heart and knew what you’d never do to hurt me. But I was wrong. I didn’t know I had feelings so strong, that could be shattered and stomped by you.
I am in pain and it is unbearable
This is indeed a modern fairy tale, no happy endings promised. But I can’t imagine my life without you. I’m breathless, hopeless, barely living.
This bed is getting cold and restless for you. I’m not gonna live until you reach out to me, but I’ll bet the odds against it all. The advice, I’ve heard it all. Not helpful. This heart, this heart of mine. It wants only you, baby.
Perfect Blemish 
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