estranged

Sometimes, I wonder where you went
Other times, I can't fathom what got cold.
All I know is that everything is somewhat sour.
And I stand gaping at the void in my heart...
Trying to get how to mend it.
But in truth, it was always like this.
And it shouldn't matter one wink
now that it's the same.
Why did I ever think things will ever be different?
It's true that I dreamt that it'd all have a fairytale ending.
How silly.
Still, a girl is allowed to dream. Isn't she?

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