Thought you were nothing more than a passerby.
Thought everything would turn out fine.
Thought I was already over you.
Thoughts can be wrong.
Then again, what's the use of seeing the truth?
You're still just a passerby.
Everything's still going to be fine.
And me..... I can still get over you.
It's not like you're that hard to forget.
I can.
Still, some lies are better left intact.
It's not deception.
It's just holding onto fairy tales.
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