so many times you never noticed the golden tint in my brown hair,
never noticed the way I step on every leaf I can while walking right next to you.
there's more but I don't bother to remember,
because I think you'll change.
but I find myself coming back to lost memories to prove my point.
yes, you shower me with "I love you"'s, and call me pretty
but I'm not getting enough
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