Do you not think that last night was a sign? I wish you could see how things could be for us if you just told me I was good enough. Do you smile at her, but think of me? Do you laugh at her voice but wish it were mine? And when, pray-tell, do you stop pretending and just let things be as they feel they were meant to?
"Please, just stop.....".. or atleast that is what I wish I could say to you.. But I do not posses the power or strength to do so..
As long as you smile, I suppose it is alright.
Yours, forever as it seems..
Whisper.
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