I feel so depressed
Since we ended our mess,
Since I built up the strength to confess.
I feel totally lost
Since the last line was crossed,
Since I told you what mattered the most.
Now it can't be undone
And the hope is gone,
And I don't even think you're the one.
And though fantasies died,
There's still something inside
That is hurting but trying to hide.
25.03.17
loved you, best friend
© Copyright: Тамилла Иманова, 2017
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