I'm falling apart at the seams.
Pull the stitches and I come undone.
I'm like a ragdoll with a glass heart
wasting tears on you and broken dreams.
This feeling is an antique.
Leave me alone with all my thoughts
And watch me bleed out my emotions.
Thinking of you and dreaming of you
Is as close as I'll ever come to being with you.
And that's reality-sad as it may seem,
But I'm too stubborn to give up the ghost.
So, I sit here,
Crying for you
And dreaming of you,
In hopes of just talking to you.
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