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tell me princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?

one day, someone will say
“you deserve better”
one day, someone will say
“she’s not worth your time”
one day, someone will say
“she’s not good for you”
one day, you’ll be wide awake
thinking about, is it true that you deserve better?
is it true that she’s not worth your time?
is it true that she’s not good for you?

and i wish, that day, you will just say
“fuck off!” and call her instead
and tell her how much you wanna be with her


and even if someday you will not remember me
i will always remember you as a beautiful butterfly perch on my window


sooner or later, we might be apart
chasing dreams, or drowning in tears of a loss
someday,
you might still remember me, or you might not
you might still remember how i smell like, or you might not
you might still remember the color of my blouse when we first met, or you might not
you might still remember my favorite song, or you might not
you might still remember the sound of my laughter, or you might not

someday,
we will forget the times we’ve spent
the good foods we’ve eaten
the roads we’ve taken

but i wish, that…


if something brings you down, take care
if something makes you cry, take care
if some songs take you to the old times, take care
if you feel small, take care
if your chest hurts because of the pain someone had caused, take care
if you’re out there thinking of me, take care
if you’re crying on your bathroom floor, take care
if you feel hopeless, take care

take care.. take care..


it’s not like i’m being selfish
but if wanting you is a mistake
then i’m willing to be punished

it’s not like i’m crazy over you
but if having you around is a dream
then i choose not to wake up


when my day is tiring
talking to you always excite me
when i spend the entire night crying over things that caused me pain
your “have a good day” text in the next morning always cheer me up

it’s like i’m having sugar rush
when it comes to you


it’s not fair, isn’t it?
wishing the pain to cease
yet wishing the happiness to stay forever
we’re stupid, aren’t we?
thinking that eventually we will live a happy life
with the path we chose and the person we love


it’s never about the delicious chocolate cake covered with cream and peanuts
it’s never about the story of cinderella and her glass slipper
it’s never about the hazelnut ice cream with melted caramel
it’s always about you, my sweet jinji


we’re re-creating the happiness
as if we understand, what happiness is
we’re celebrating love
as if we understand, what love is
we’re glorifying about fate
as if we know exactly, how it works


we’re getting more drunk
as the conversation’s getting far
but tipsy is not our thing

the more we talk
the more we feel small
because we kinda realize
we’re just tiny dusts in ethiopia

princess of agrabah

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