The Hollow Note

every hollow note that passes through my lips, is a reflection of you.

im not saying i hate you, im not saying its not love

back up for a second, look back. i know its gonna hurt, im already bleeding.

when we let go, it wasn't soppost to hurt.

but it stung. it only stings if it come to those means. ARE WE THERE?

i didn't think so.





I gUeSs I wAs WrOnG.





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