Running after your first million. To get it and make another two out of that one. But what my heart wants you can't buy, its evil expensive.While you were getting there so you'd be, I dreamt a different dream. I developed my secret world. I grow up to be an exotic flower. I made other plans. I danced in the rain falling from the glorious heights while you were too concerned over your tailored suit getting wet. You were too scared to get soaked while I only wanted to have dinner and dance.
I gotta go now, Neverland is waiting for me. My arms are not waiting for you anymore. I am not drinking bad wine anymore.
I am sure there are other girls and sure, they are beautiful, but they are different. They are either nobodies' or everybodies'. She spills coffee when she makes it for you in the morning. You wake up alone and you can not tell me, you can not open your heart. Each room either too little or too much smells of me. You are alone in your guy's apartment. There are loads of those too.
Love was just a word for you, an illusion. Hand in hand, hugging me while I am deep asleep and kisses in the morning, is something else.
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