You
I want Permanent not Perfect. I want You not Like You. Those eyes hold the broken pieces of your Heart, those cold replies show how much you have suffered in the past. My soul trembles thinking I was not present with you, My eyes spilt the waters conveying the message my heart wanted to, I will be there for you until I perish.
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