Cold Play.
Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 3:27 PM
You are perfect, the possible amongst the most impossibles. You are everything I could ever waste my delusional thoughts on. Yet I was obliged to kill you. The lies have to stop. The make believes have to end. You could not continue existing anymore. Linger beneath reality and fantasy and everywhere else. But you are long gone, even before you even started existing. You died ten times, I bid goodbye ten times ten. You are now, and maybe, have always been a figment of my desperate imagination and need for perfection. You are now just a part of my resented memories. You should have never been, from the very start.
But the truth is.. I miss you...
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