Are just fantasies
Figments of my active imagination
Maybe this love thing is suppose hurt
I'm suppose to cry like this
And feel this way
Maybe
I just don't get what I want
Or what I need for that matter
Maybe the things I desire aren't for me
Maybe I'm just a lesson for him
But maybe just maybe
It's all apart of the plan
Preparing me
For everything I've ever dreamed of
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