The dress was gorgeous
The dress was beautiful
Just like it was made for me
And the perfect color, satin and taffeta.
It wasn't that much.
It was the dress I was going to win you back in.
For you to notice me, as much as I noticed you.
Now, I can't even do that.
I hate the color red, it's too plain.
Yet, it was insisted that I wear it.
And I look horrible.
It doesn't make sense, it doesn't seem right.
The dress I dreamed, fades more and more into a dream.
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I'm a girl who dares to dream impossible things.I'm a girl who dares to try a million times. I'm also a girl who's been madly in love with a boy for a very long time.
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