Over and over

And so it is over. Yet again. Timing is everything, and we just can't avoid it not playing in our favour anymore. I can't live like this. Yet, all I want to do is to fall asleep in your arms. Wake up next to you. Read, laugh, talk, with you.

You can't keep this up anymore. The hours in the day is not enough and you can't fight it anymore. Yet all i wished is that you would have fought a little bit harder for me. For us. For this.

Cause the day I started excusing your behaviour, your actions. That was the day I knew I was in love.


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