if you ever regret loving me remember that I loved you first without thinking you would ever kiss my lips.
and that maybe in 7 years none of your skin will remember mine but my god your soul will cry out for me in the night.
remember I won' be there to comfort it.
i bet you'll wear that scarf i made you for your birthday and tell your friends that you bought it,
because you can't bear to see something I made be thrown away
to bad you'll never see me make our children then
if you ever leave me remember what life was like without me
who are you going to call when you are mad at the world,
who are you going to love when the stars dance.
because i'll be dancing with them.
m.a.a
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