I fucked up.
Beautiful deep blue eyes a sea I longed for diving in Sapphires with that lovely stare giving me chills like it's winter Gorgeous dresses you wore gracefully bouncing with every step Everyday in other colours yet always bright as flower meadow But your eyes are not blue they are grey now and not like silver but like mercury Poisonous, yet for some reason so fucking alluring But you never wear dresses only baggy pants now They don't highlight your waist yet your prettiness is brighter than ever Heart was still in mourning but it tried taking yours Just wanted to say sorry for being so immature You were not her and it should have been okey I'm so sorry.
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