Forget.

When you do, it's too late.

Obvious.

I'm not a good person.
I know I shouldn't be like this but it's tying me down.
A simple gesture gave me a thousand feelings.
I should count my blessings.


Maybe this is temporary. Maybe it is just something that shouldn't be even taken notice of.
Maybe I'm just clueless.

Maybe I'm just fickle.


And I think I'm making it seem obvious.

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"If a heart can be broken into tiny little stars, I would give a piece to you.
I may not be the brightest.
But just enough for you to know I'm always there, shining and keeping you company."