In the darkness you don’t really care about me

I get angry at night

(especially at night)

When the darkness

Hides one thousand scenarios

Of things you have not done for me

You are guilty of things

That only I see or remember,

That I will not have the courage to tell you

And in the morning

I will say

“I know it’s stupid”

And

“I know you love me”

But right now I feel like you don’t love me that much

Because

If you did,

You would have asked me

To see me again after long time,

You would have noticed

That I had written my heart out

For in those words

There was the exact reason

I’m angry now

I hope you understand this

Without my help

Because tomorrow

It will sound stupid

But tonight

It’s very

(very)

Important

Alessia xx

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