I knew what we were doing.
I knew exactly what you were thinking. Call me crazy, but I knew. I knew what each touch meant. I knew what the extra moments said. I've been here before. My first time around, it weighed me down. This time I know, I know this won't stay. So don't say a word about it. I knew what we were doing. I live my life in half-truths. And what is it that you do?
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