but the Heart around my neck says they're Gray.
we turn our eyes away from these mistakes
and choose not to look over our shoulders
at the wreaking havoc we left behind.
we engage in Girl-Boy whispers
and Ignore that the people we've become
are who we said we'd never be.
i try to force Chemistry and forget love
while you move on to the next chapter.
in some ways, these stories we lived in were fairy tales,
but it's only in movies that we stand in the Rain.
in Real life, people use umbrellas.
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