Tired.
RooftopsI'm tired.
I'm so tired.
Yesterday I was so tired.
Today I am so tired.
The only things that keeps me going is this thing that I feel, this need to tell you everything, this need to let it all out.
I'm losing my stability.
Why won't you love me?
Please, love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Oh God, love me.
Love me just as much as I do.
Love me.
How many times do I have to repeat it before it reaches your heart?
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