Sometime Ago
Sometimes I listen to my lofi on low.
Sometimes I listen to phonk on high.
Most of the time I bask in a moonlit glow.
Most of the time I bask in the midnight sky.
Some days I just wanna really die.
Some days I just want people to know.
Most days I actually just want to cry.
Most days I actually just need to feel the afterglow.
Somewhere my first ever love and I belong.
Somewhere that I want to find first on my own.
Most places made our bond even more strong.
Most places in which I remained as an unknown.
Sometime ago I remained a secret, still do.
Sometime ago he returned my love again.
Most recently ago he's become a secret of mine too.
Most recently ago we've reunited, healed of all our pain.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2024
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