It doesn´t matter what you do. I will always love you. Not because what you´re doing, but for every moment you let me know you.
Your soul will still live in my illusion and I would never let it fly away, do everything too keep it real and fight to bring it back.
You are what you was supposed to be, not what the world has transformed you into.
That person I know is the person I had in my illusion. The sweet little boy, when you were young.
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