' Somebody's gonna miss you,
Somebody's gonna wish that you were here '
This small city was going to give me something more which I really need and want to have. Why it didn't work at all too quickly? Why am I a girl which is better to stop talking with? What have I in my eyes or in my mind?
It's too hard to understand this point of view. I'm not very proud about yesterday but if it changes anything if I tell you I regret? Is there any sense to regret what I did? Probably I don't want to know. Try to think in my way.
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