Where did you go?
Theres someone still here next to me
your lips are burnt into the skin on my cheek
but you’re not here anymore.
I don’t know who this imposter thinks he is.
he looked like you, he tastes like you, his hands find mine just the same but there’s something wrong.
i didn’t know soon could ever be this long.
the novelty has warn off.
yeah, i got what i wanted, or so i thought
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 10:07 PM UTC
Where did you go?
Theres someone still here next to me
your lips are burnt into the skin on my cheek
but you’re not here anymore.
I don’t know who this imposter thinks he is.
he looked like you, he tastes like you, his hands find mine just the same but there’s something wrong.
i didn’t know soon could ever be this long.
the novelty has warn off.
yeah, i got what i wanted, or so i thought
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