Pulling the covers up
Over my head.
Trying to wake up
From a dream called reality.
Trying to hide my tears.
Trying to hide my broken heart,
From the world and from you.
I talk as if I truly moved on,
I talk as if you don’t
Mean a thing to me.
But my fake front is slowly
Breaking and falling apart.
I still need you,
I still want you back in my arms
Where you promised me
You would always stay.
I want your promises to still be true.
I want you to still care.
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