So pull the bottle from your lips,
I know it can be hard.
Trust me.
First hand, I know it can be hard.
Your lips stained red,
To match your eyes
From drying tears, of yesterday.
I love you anyway.
Trust me in what I say,
I know it might be hard.
I'm young, and learning
But have experienced so much,
In this short, fragile, and fickle life.
I see you getting better,
Although miles tear apart.
Spare me your sob stories,
I've heard them all.
Just let me love you for who you are.
I see myself in you,
But somehow backwards,
It's as if we swapped places.
Somewhere lost in time,
Our souls jumped bodies.
I was meant to be strong,
I'm trying my best.
I swear.
So love me no matter what.
I beg this of you.
Like you've begged it of me .
Let's never give up on each other.
I'm begging...
Please.
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