happy
I stare at the wall looking back at the days when you were mine and I was yours I was happy filled with glee and joy but when I thought the feelings you felt for me were as real as mine you crushed those thoughts like were l a dream a dream you wish was true but you know it never will be and now as I stare at the wall thinking of you I wish I was as happy as I was then but for now I wait for as long as it takes to just be happy , happy a word i wish I could use everyday
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