i still search for pieces of you
in Sunday mornings
someone else's blue eyes
or lengthy snapchat stories
and i'm not sure why
i guess i still hope
to see you around
or somewhere close by
z.f.
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
i still search for pieces of you
in Sunday mornings
someone else's blue eyes
or lengthy snapchat stories
and i'm not sure why
i guess i still hope
to see you around
or somewhere close by
z.f.
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