Why does this even exist? The kinds of feeling that have never been there in me. Not even a second in my life that you will appear. To feel love, jealousy, despair, all together making me both happy and sad. Tell me if it’s a test then I will get it, tell me if it’s a war then I will fight for it, tell me if it’s a dream then keep me still so I won’t wake up from it. Tell me what it is so I could understand. Don’t let me be here listening to different stories, and walk by continuing without an ending. But then I adore how this feelings keeps me hanging around the air.


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