Don t laugh at my face, my love
When they talk about my pain.
Back then it used to make me laugh,
But now it drives me so insane!
We were there, near the train station,
And I was so happy despite everything.
It was after summer vacation,
And now it's already spring.
Oh how I used to love that place...
I was there after "us" with muse M a few times,
With all my parents separated,
Oh how I hate it!
Love me until I love myself,
I know you can't, I know I won't.
The idea of visit itself
Brings back what I thought was gone.
Only now I start to realise
How much love I didn't get
From everyone, how I used to romanticize
It all and then regret...
Meu amado.
07.04.2026
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