How could I have given you more of me when I didn’t even have all I needed?
You wanted me to feed your brain, while I was starving
This love was slim, no chances for growth
All I could remember was yesterday’s promises, a bad after taste on my heart
Acid reflux
Tried drinking water but what’s the use of drowning in my sorrows
Mr. Samsonite man you carried my heart from city to city
Yet your bags where always empty
Feet moving way faster than your lips, you keep running from the inevitable
Questionable
They way you explain your intentions
Twisted magician
How could I have given you more of me when I didn’t even have all I needed?
Well I found it, but you’re much too far to see it
Iamshe22
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