Mood Swing-Not Readhing Back

Mood Swing-Not Reaching Back
I really wish I felt like talking to you. I noticed when you called, but the way my mood swings are set up I’ve somehow swung myself into the wrong mood for talking. I feel bad because you are reaching out to me based on me reaching out to you first, and now I don’t wanna reach back again
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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