you make me happy
so don't fuck this up

and so this happiness
floated up to my heart
like a bubble
I could get used to this
or i could get used in this...

I keep painting on lies
like layers of paint
and i cant remember
the base color...

Love doesnt matter if they dont love you back

Maybe you are good for me,
still I don't want to wonder
about all those lost at sea lovers
I could've had, without you
crowding my heart...

I didnt do anything to you, except be nice to you, i guess thats the problem

what if this is as good as it gets?

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I need to do something fallish, if thats a word

I thought of you as my mountain top
I thought of you as my peak
I thought of you as everything
I've had but couldn't keep.