July17
There are nights where all I think of is you
it's like a bomb in my heart waiting to go off
The memories come running through my head
like a beautiful movie with an ugly ending
playing nonstop
I start missing you insanely
driving me into a high no stoner could ever achieve
It's dreadful to know that here I lay in bed with all this misery
while for sure ,you're in yours sleeping like a baby
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