waiting for a reason
watching the seasons change
when will it be alright?
when will it seem less strange?
watching the seasons change
when will it be alright?
when will it seem less strange?
i see the similar differences
surfacing again
i know i'm reliving instances
i put behind me
loving one direction
loving with nothing returned
living in free fiction
living like i've never been burned
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