Haunting Love

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It's 2 am

And I shouldn't be thinking about you 

But I am

And it hurts

It's fudging 2 am 

And you're probably asleep

916.17 miles away

But I am awake

Caught up in my thoughts

Thoughts that revolve around you

It is 2 o'clock in the morning

And I can't get you out of my head

But this is no surprise

For it is not the first time

Nor will it be the last

It's 2 in the am

And as I lie down and try to sleep

All I can picture is your face

And it haunts me

Your laugh; it taunts me

It's 2 in the bloody am

I'm still in love with you

And you probably couldn't care less

Love no longer gives me hope

Rather it haunts me at every turn

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