I have met so many people
So many I’ve never really got to know
Some I’ve met, become a friend
Then slowly down the road
They become so cold.
I never understood how someone can get so close
Then just, like I meant nothing, vanish thinly,
like a puff of smoke
And I grieve these people but they will never appreciate that.
It fucking hurts.
“like a puff of smoke” love that line.
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