I miss you, my old guileless self
Please come back now;
I need your help,
I need your strength to grow.
I miss your smile,
Not a day I saw you sad;
Can you give me a genuine laugh?
So I could get up now that the day is bad.
I miss your kindness,
Being humble as your Highness's,
Can I be used to it these days?
Because my emotions
were not in the right place.
I miss your cheerfulness,
I need your patience;
You knew I love you,
So bear with me now;
Hug me tight,
Let me stand,
And save myself from this madness.
Would you still look for me?
Bring the best version of me?
Live the rest of life with me?
Let's start overagain.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐈: 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈
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