It’s been two days now,
And I’ve been dying.
I’m drowning in my thoughts
Those thoughts about her.
I wake up, waiting for her call,
Then night arrives
Without hearing her echoes.
Yet I wonder
Do you miss me too?
Are you still thinking about me?
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 10:49 AM UTC
It’s been two days now,
And I’ve been dying.
I’m drowning in my thoughts
Those thoughts about her.
I wake up, waiting for her call,
Then night arrives
Without hearing her echoes.
Yet I wonder
Do you miss me too?
Are you still thinking about me?
Love will tear us apart, it did.
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