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You are absent.
You came back to our home
late at night,it's always nearly dawn.
I cannot stay up for you,
I have to wake up really soon.
I don't wanna kissed by your lips,
cause I feel so averse to it.
Your presence causes negative feelings,I never feel fine.
I hesitate to look into your eyes.
You are not what I wanted and you don't mean to fix it.
Our relationship is superficial,
if you think we are okay,
then you should write fiction.
Could you remind to me when we talked about our life?
You don't have an answer,cause we never spent at night
next to the bonfire
wishing in shooting stars
dancing around all alone waltz.
It's hard to deal with it,but now I have to face it.
You are absent from what I live,from me,from everything.
Then,shutting up the door like you are drunk
you are coming towards to me and my heart stops.
And I am pretending I am sleepy
cause seeing you at night leads to nightmares.
I am trying to protect myself from your annoying attitude.
You turn on the light,doing your best to wake me up.
The room fills with brightness,
but my soul fills with darkness.
You turn in,in a place which smells like a factory.
It's dark depressing and dirty.
You are bad,indifferent and nasty.
You will never be what I wanted and you will never mean to fix it.
Our relationship is superficial,
if you think we are okay,
then you should write fiction.
Could you remind to me when we talked about our life?
You don't have an answer,cause we never spent at night
next to the bonfire
wishing in shooting stars
dancing around all alone waltz.
It's hard to deal with it,but now I have to face it.
You are absent,so soon or late you're gonna say goodbye.
But I would like the story line ends with a "Why".
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