Days without you,
bring me back to normal.
Stop me from thinking,
that we are possible.
Your words had so much impact on me.
So much that I barely could breathe when we talked.
You said I'm naive, inexperienced.
And I admitted that, even now.
But in the end,
you are neither mature nor prepared.
Yes.
It is hard.
And we did try,
just that it's one of those fruitless turn-on.
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