I know it’s over

You can keep everything

The suitcases of my sweetness

The shelves of my care

The playlists of the memories of us

I used to think it was black or white

He loved me or he didn’t

I know people talked

But everyone knew you loved me

I’m leaving just because

Just because it’s not easy

Maybe I love myself too much

Or maybe I know it will only make you love me more

And I’m in love with the way you love me

You built me a home

While I was packing my bags to travel the world

Maybe you think I’m weak for loving him

I saw him cry several times

Those sweet blue eyes don’t lie

Love doesn’t have to be right to be real

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