looking back on the past
i don't know what to say
did i make it? did it break me?
did i really run away?
i told you to forget me
i told you i'd be fine
and with my damn insecurities
i realize now that i,
i need your comfort
i need your air
i need to be in love with you
i need to be repaired
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