My friend

Once they realise they can’t mess with me

They disappear

The ones who notice I’m a person

Stick around.

It’s not nice

If you fall in love with them,

But trust me if they leave you

It will save you in the long run.

And I’m a bit stupid

Sometimes I go after them !

But normally when they’re so damn set to go

You don’t really want to know.

There is no point pulling ones hand back,

They’ve made their choice.

They’ve chose their home.

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