| I don't think I'll ever get it.
andthat'stheworstfeelingintheworld |
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| the streetlamp outside the back window of my apartment's living room...
it's trippy.
on
&
off.
on
&
off.
there it went again.
all night all night all night
off
&
on.
off
&
on.
last night boyd and I watched a movie on the couch.
the reflection of the light showed in the screen.
light extinguish flicker light extinguish flicker.
as terrible as this apartment is,
this light makes up for it. |
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| or did i just blow it to hell
|
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| I might miss you,
but this is way more.
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| and then, every few days, you give me that bittersweet smile
and it breaks my heart because you're not mine.
so long. |
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