𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋, 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦

𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔

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7. april
begging and missing
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i miss you
think dearly about you
while you are gone

please
please
please
come back to me

i miss our meaningless conversations
i miss our fun guessing games
i miss our brainstorming
i miss...
i miss everything

but you aren't there anymore
just a silly little memory
i can't get out of my head

please
please
please
come back to me

i never knew
you would be this important
but now you are gone
and i can't reach you anymore
not fully
not like before

everything is different
and i miss you
think dearly about you
while you are gone

please
please
please
come back to me

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