Tell me what has to give.
What do I have to prove to you that this is the life I want?
Nothing I do is good enough.
Nothing is sufficient.
I lose time after time.
Now I question myself.
I question you.
I question us.
Is happiness real?
Did it ever exist?
What's next?
I hate the thought of losing you.
But that's the only thing left.
I sit and listen to everything you're saying
but nothing adds up.
Maybe our time is up.
I didn't know love had an expiration date.
I thought this was a different kind of love.
A Forever Love.
But maybe it's just like the rest.
Maybe this was just a test.
They say the grass is always greener on the other side.
But I still wanna know.
What's next?
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