10.12.14

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lying here in my bed

staring at the ceiling

watching the fan go around and around

i wonder

why did you leave?

what did i do?

yeah, we’re still friends

and i would rather be friends than strangers

but whenever you talk about her

i don’t think you realize how much it kills me 

i don’t know if you talked about me like that

i don’t think you did 

you always told me that you were afraid of losing me

when i really was the one who lost you

you pulled away like the ocean pulls away from the shore

but the difference is the ocean always goes back to the shore

and i don’t think you’re coming back to me

m.a.k

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