I needed your love the real way.

Yeah-he...

You were the flame I touched with bare hands—

not just heat,

but something holy in the pain.

You weren’t just desire...

You were the war inside my chest

that I mistook for love.

I believed you,

even when your silence

screamed louder than your truth.

But we...

We were two broken prayers

drifting in different skies.

I reached for you

through every fracture in the dark,

but your heart was locked behind wounds

I couldn’t heal.

And when you said

you didn’t feel it anymore...

my soul shattered,

because I needed your love the real way—

the kind you bleed for

just to keep.

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(Tell me why)

Love was nothing but a heartquake.

(Tell me why)

You turned my forever into warning signs.

(Tell me why)

I never wanna hear you say

you didn’t need us.

I needed your love the real way.

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Was I your fire?

The one that scorched you

but never stayed lit?

I gave you everything—

even the parts of me

I never dared to show.

You held me like I was temporary

while I carried you like oxygen.

And yeah, I know…

we’re too far gone.

But even now,

I still feel you in my breath.

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(Tell me why)

We kissed like fate

and broke like glass.

(Tell me why)

Our “I love you” felt

like a pre-written goodbye.

(Tell me why)

I never wanna hear you say

you’re glad I’m gone.

I needed your love the real way.

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I see it now—

we cracked slow,

like rain fading from flame.

You were once my anchor,

now you’re the storm

I never learned to survive.

Even with miles between us,

you still live

in parts of me

I no longer recognize.

And no matter how far we’ve fallen…

you’re still the ache

I’d choose again.

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You are—

(you are, you are)

the wound I trace

when I forget how to feel.

Don’t tell me it was nothing.

Don’t speak those words

like they don’t kill.

Don’t say you’re better now—

because you and I both know

we were real.

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(Tell me why)

You left like it meant nothing,

but I still bleed you daily.

(Tell me why)

We made magic

just to let it burn.

(Tell me why)

I never wanna hear you say

you didn’t feel it.

I needed your love the real way.

Not perfect.

Not safe.

But honest.

And worth it.

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You were my fire—

not the warmth,

but the blaze

I ran into without fear.

So don’t say it.

Don’t tell me

you wanted it that way.

Because I didn’t want easy.

I didn’t want safe.

I needed your love the real way.

And you…

you couldn’t survive that kind of truth.