I miss the way we used to sit
How you'd fall asleep on my shoulder cold
How you quietly would look at me, and I at you, because we'd know
I miss the everyday secret things
Which we used to do and could've been
With a oneness and once unified breath
I miss these more than anything
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 7:00 PM UTC
I miss the way we used to sit
How you'd fall asleep on my shoulder cold
How you quietly would look at me, and I at you, because we'd know
I miss the everyday secret things
Which we used to do and could've been
With a oneness and once unified breath
I miss these more than anything
