when inanimate objects fall in love with the owner
anyone can look from a distance
a stranger can look from a distance
what's so special about that?
but to know our scent,
it means something else.
it means we've been close,
closer than anyone else.
i had to say i'm lucky.
but when she doesn't want me,
a stranger can look from a distance
what's so special about that?
but to know our scent,
it means something else.
it means we've been close,
closer than anyone else.
i had to say i'm lucky.
but when she doesn't want me,
when she's away,
and it's just her scent with me
i can only feel,
and it's just her scent with me
i can only feel,
forgotten.
this, is me
this, is me
left behind.
am i the stranger now?
am i the stranger now?
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