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I remember the night we met We kissed in the dark, dim lights Of a public parking lot We held hands, fingers intertwined I told myself I could get used to it Kissing you in dark, dim parking lot lights And we always kissed in them, holding hands I told myself I could get used to it I remember holding you tight Half my body hanging off The back seat of my X-Trail The kisses were worth the back pain I told myself I could get used to it Kissing you in dark, dim parking lot lights And we always kissed in them, holding hands I told myself I could get used to it I remember falling in love Actually, I didn't I made the choice to love you I thought I got it right for once I told myself I could get used to it Kissing you in dark, dim parking lot lights And we always kissed in them, holding hands I told myself I could get used to it I told myself I could get used to it Loving you in dark, dim parking lot lights And outside of dark, dim parking lot lights I never should have gotten used to it
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Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 3:58 PM UTC
Parking Lot Lights
I remember the night we met We kissed in the dark, dim lights Of a public parking lot We held hands, fingers intertwined I told myself I could get used to it Kissing you in dark, dim parking lot lights And we always kissed in them, holding hands I told myself I could get used to it I remember holding you tight Half my body hanging off The back seat of my X-Trail The kisses were worth the back pain I told myself I could get used to it Kissing you in dark, dim parking lot lights And we always kissed in them, holding hands I told myself I could get used to it I remember falling in love Actually, I didn't I made the choice to love you I thought I got it right for once I told myself I could get used to it Kissing you in dark, dim parking lot lights And we always kissed in them, holding hands I told myself I could get used to it I told myself I could get used to it Loving you in dark, dim parking lot lights And outside of dark, dim parking lot lights I never should have gotten used to it
#love#pain#hurt#depression#depressed
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Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 3:58 PM UTC
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