If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more, would i still have you?
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Do you remember the days where, it used to be chill and stress free? The days that brought us back when we had nothing to care about, but playing with legos and perhaps barbies if you were tryna get the girls in kindergarten. Where did all this shit go to? Sometimes it doesn't end up the way you want it to, but that's okay, countless heartbreaks just makes a person stronger, regardless of the situation. I could remember when i first approached a girl, i stumbled, i couldn't think straight and there were a few dozens of those sleepless nights, just thinking about how to make this situation a lot better. Maybe thinking about how to ask her out on a date, thinking about what to say the next day, maybe tryna figure out what she's thinking in her head.
In the end it was always disappointment, knowing that you couldn't be with her, maybe she had another guy in mind, but you were always there for her. Yes that was me, the kid who always tried to make an approach, but failed miserably. And now, i put on that asshole front, just to make myself feel like i can do this. You may say that i try too hard, but i don't care what you say, what matters to me is that if i can get this right. I don't mind if i fail 12312321312 times, as long as i pass once, i'll be happy. I know for a fact that it was for real, maybe if i gave it some time we'd both end up thinking differently. This sucks but i have to get this right. The worse part is giving myself false hope. And there you have it, the story of my life.
