I don't know how,
but yes, it happens now,
that my tears easily find their way to my eyes,
and then roll down to my cheeks,
just by listening to all your goodbyes.
I don't know how,
but yes, it happens now,
that I want to tell everything to everyone,
and at the same time I want to shut it all up and make it all a lie.
And I really don't know how,
but yes, it happens easily now,
Whenever I feel to shatter,
there is no one to gather,
but it's just me to let it all settle,
So I don't know how,
But, this all actually happens now.
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