It's 1 am and I'm still wide awake,
thinking of all the memories we've made,
I looked outside my window,
hugging my eminently cold pillow,
staring at the sky with stars shining through
I hope you're still awake, staring at it too.
It's 1 am and I'm still wide awake,
thinking of all the memories we've made,
I looked outside my window,
hugging my eminently cold pillow,
staring at the sky with stars shining through
I hope you're still awake, staring at it too.
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