" you don't see me. you don't feel me like i feel you
call your number, i cannot get through
i keep telling myself, things will work out in the end
when i reach out, i don't find your hand.
were they wasted words, or did they mean a thing?
i feel so in between.
some day, i just keep pretending
that you'll stay, dreaming of a different ending,
i wanna hold
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