Here for you

The fake image that the mirror’s reflecting

Hiding tears, you’re afraid of the mascara melting

At the end of the day, it’s your heart I aim to soothe

While you’re still hiding, afraid of the truth

The truth behind all of the fake happy moments

Regrets dying in front of acts of atonement

And while you’re texting me every single night

I can still look at the tears you’re trying to hide

But it’s never too late to write another story

I know you’re striving to smile, yet so worried

Stop lying to yourself for once, I know you’re heartbroken

Dearest, I’m here, waiting for you with my arms wide open

 

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