You told you love the color blue
I realized you're faded
You told you're scared of darkness
I realized you wanna hug me
You told your lips are trembling
I realized you wanna kiss
You told you're bored of the life
I realized you wanna go for a walk

You told you are afraid of loneliness
I realized you want my hands for a blithe
You told you like the cuteness
I realized you wanna have a candy
You told you're not going good
I realized 'want me to take you to dreams
You told you hate the rudeness
I realized to be contrite

You told you've a lots of works
I realized you wanna get a space
You told hardly do you get time
I realized have lost the way it used to be
You told you've a different aspect in life
I realized you wanna put it down.

Then one day,
"How're you?" You asked in an unusual way.
I realized you're not happy.

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