It’s lost. Love has been lost.
Kevin has lost interest in me, but I’m not really that surprised. I’m not that pretty anyway. I’m not special either. I have no charisma, and I live too far away. Oh the pain of it all as it all comes crashing down on my head.
I want to sleep forever and never have to wake up to this cruel world. For in my sleep, everything can be perfect because I can dream it that way.
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