ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᵃ ᶠᵘⁿⁿʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵖᵃⁱⁿ. 

"She reminded me of something I thought I had lost a long time ago."

ᴺᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵃʸ ʰᵘʳᵗ 

"I had nearly forgotten this feeling."

ᴺᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˡᵉᵗ ᵍᵒ 

"Love is a lie, haven't you realized that by now?"

ᴵᵗ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ʳᵉᵗᵘʳⁿˢ. 

"What is it about her? Why does the world seem to stop everytime I'm around her?"

ᴵᵗ ᶜʰᵒᵏᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵇⁱⁿᵈˢ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱⁿ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ʰᵒˡᵈ. 

"I don't want you to be hurt the same way I was."

ᴿᵉᶠᵘˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ, ʳᵉᶠᵘˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵒⁿ

"Why do I have no control? Why am I always falling behind?!"

ᴬˢ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ⁱᵗ ʳᵉᶠᵘˢᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ 

"Maybe you love her."

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ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿⁿᵉʳ ᵈᵉᵐᵒⁿˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ʰᵒˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ.

Coming Soon Winter 2021