the thoughts of when you said
"i feel like we need to end
because one day the butterflies will just stop"
...it still hurts.
only because i'll never know if they will for you.
you told me "its like a new car smell.
its really nice at first but one day its just gone."
is that what you see us as?
i just need to know if you want love
or an accessory.
everything felt so real.
but recently i feel like you want me recycled.
was it too many broken windows?
am i just not as reliable anymore?
do you feel like because everyone is getting theirs replaced
you have to do the same?
well as soon as you hop in that new car
take a look in your rearview mirror.
ill be there broken down with a broken heart.
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