“It’s over now,” the voice in my head says,
Repeating words that fade like paper in the rain,
I never listen—of course I don’t—my ears are deaf,
Tuned only to a voice that doesn’t feel the same.
“It’s over now,” the voice in my head says,
Repeating words that fade like paper in the rain,
I never listen—of course I don’t—my ears are deaf,
Tuned only to a voice that doesn’t feel the same.
Oof this is beautifully written…and captures the feeling of unrequited love quite nicely.
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Thank you!
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Awwee.. this is heartbreakingly beautiful. ❤
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Thank you!
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My pleasure. It’s lovely meeting you here, by the way. 🙂
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Same, same 🙂 I just started this blog, so excuse the lack of content. I’m still testing all these shiny new buttons. But I’m really glad you (and others) have dropped by. 😀
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Happy to see my friend, Jade, hopping around your blog. I wish you all the best of luck too and I’m looking forward to your next posts. 😉
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Thanks again, and same here 🙂
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