Barefaced Truth.
I want you to notice that my tears-turn-red
I want you to see the *bullets by my bed*
I want you to stop my lips turning blue
I LOVE YOU
I want to scream that
*whispers* {i l-o-v-e y-o-u}
I want you to care that i'm b r e a k i n g i n s i d e
I want you to stop me >crying at night<
I want your face to be the ((first)) thing I see.
LOVE
I need you to say that you me
l.o.v.e.
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