And he keeps a picture of you in his office downtown
I guess this is the only lyric that doesn't really apply to us. He kept a picture of me, just not in his office. He didn't work in an office.
He kept the picture by his bedside table. I don't know why he liked it so much. It was a terrible picture of me. I was in his bed, my hair messy, and I was laughing. I was laughing because he told a totally immature joke. I could tell you it, but it would ruin the memory for me. He told me he liked it because it showed how real I was. I guess I can understand that.
I miss Calum.
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You are in love // Calum Hood
FanfictionYou can feel it in the silence You can feel it on the way home You can see it with the lights off You are in love True love.
