From The Dining Table

From The Dining Table

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Parts 2

Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Wed, Feb 21, 2018

harrystyles liampayne louistomlinson niallhoran onedirection

Woke up alone in this hotel room Played with myself where were you Fell back to sleep got drunk by noon I never felt less cool We haven't spoke since you went away comfortable silence is so overrated Why won't you ever be the first one to break Even my phone misses your call,by the way I saw your friend that you know from work He said that you feel just fine I see you gave him my old t-shirt more of what once was mine I see your grin, It's all over his face comfortable silence is so overrated why won't you ever say what you wanted to say even my phone misses your call, by the way mate one day you'll call me and tell me that you're sorry too have but you, you never do woke up the girl who looked just like you I almost said your name we haven't spoke since you went away comfortable silence is so overrated why won't you ever say what you want to say even my phone misses your call we haven't spoke since you went away comfortable silence is so overrated why won't you ever say what you want to say ever my phone misses your call ,by the way

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