back and left it all behind
Disappeared without a trace
What type life could she find
No matter where she ran
Because running is what she'd be doing
Running from the memories
Running from the pain
Running from the life she knew
Was she string enough to start again
Like, why do you like bananas?
How do we know you're being truthful when you say you mean no harm?
Why do you think I should curl up in a corner and die because I misunderstood something you wrote?
How big is tomorrow?
How long is an hour if you are in outer space...
Do you think about me?
Do you wish things were different?
Does waking up require the extra energy as it does me?
How dis things get so different?
Do you miss me in any way, shape or form?
Can you feel me thinking about your heartbeat?
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