Though I believe in us
I still need me.
That's why when we fuss
I retreat.
One thing I want to prevent
is tears on my end,
and to me you represent
tears that I tend
to look away from
because you are my truth.
Look at the sun
and how it shines on you.
I pray that love will be our paste
and that this isn't another chance gone to waste.
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