I thought I understood it.
The idea of you and me, who we were.
What we stood for, and what we were.
But it ended up to be not something I understood.
So I didn’t understand it at all, not really cause I was blind.
Blinded to see the realism and the facts that we will never be together.
That one time there was something in our eyes, but It is gone.
And It is not, you are never coming back to me.
The idea of you and me, who we were.
What we stood for, and what we were.
But it ended up to be not something I understood.
So I didn’t understand it at all, not really cause I was blind.
Blinded to see the realism and the facts that we will never be together.
That one time there was something in our eyes, but It is gone.
And It is not, you are never coming back to me.
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