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it's 3am and all I can think about is the way you touched me and looked into my eyes as you moved a single strand of hair from my face and told me "don't look at me like that" so I responded, "the eyes never lie" it's 3am and all I can think about is the way you picked me up to carry me over the puddles in the parking lot because it rained it's 3am and I can hear your laugh it's 3am and no one tonight even came close to being better than you. they were all losers. no one looked at me the way you do it's 3am and I haven't heard from you in over a week it's 3am, will I ever hear from you it's 3am, probably not it's 3am and I feel like a psychopath
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Feb 6, 2025
Feb 6, 2025 at 2:32 PM UTC
september 8, 2024
it's 3am and all I can think about is the way you touched me and looked into my eyes as you moved a single strand of hair from my face and told me "don't look at me like that" so I responded, "the eyes never lie" it's 3am and all I can think about is the way you picked me up to carry me over the puddles in the parking lot because it rained it's 3am and I can hear your laugh it's 3am and no one tonight even came close to being better than you. they were all losers. no one looked at me the way you do it's 3am and I haven't heard from you in over a week it's 3am, will I ever hear from you it's 3am, probably not it's 3am and I feel like a psychopath
nicolelaur
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Feb 6, 2025
Feb 6, 2025 at 2:32 PM UTC
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