whatever

I fell back into love today
With you and all you were
I did the laundry by myself
Like work could be my cure

I ate some candy from a bag
That you sorted out with care
It’s little stuff that makes me hurt;
Remember you’re not there

I try to practice feeling feels
But they don’t feel like they should.
I guess sometimes falling apart
Isn’t falling
out
of love

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