This girl I once was and the woman I am now, exists only in your
presence in it, when you're away from me, my heart stops
beating and my breath is cut, I can no longer see or hear anyone, I'm just
looking for you in the depths of my soul. In waiting for you, I live and I
breathe only to be in your arms, warm the coldness of your past no ... you with
the warmth of yourlove for me. Tell yourself that I will never
share you with anyone, wherever you are, near or far from me, I want to be
closer to you than your beating heart , I do not want you to look
at the world through my eyes, and you live for me, selfish, authoritarian, or
sick of you, I do not care what others may say me, because without you I'm not,
I'm just a picture in a table called the réalité.Je not want a reality that we
are not binding, I prefer the dreams and imagination if you'd care to me.
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