Hollow verses. Empty vessels. Echoes that got lost in the wind. Gentle, sweet nothings, tangled in my curls. Words not written or recorded. Your word now against mine.
Did you say them to me? Yes you did. Look at me, into my eyes. You did. You did.
But they were just that. Meaningless words, with no substance. Hollow verses that you once said to me.

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