our relationship is like
you force the sun to stay on such a gloomy, rainy day
because you need her to warm your soul up
no, she couldn't shine as bright as usual
but you asked the sun to leave at night
because there is a moon
there is a constellation of stars
there are citylights
they brighten up your dark soul
and suddenly you like cold weather
and suddenly you miss a warm morning
and suddenly you don't wanna be interupted by her light
and suddenly you miss her flame
— and
all
of
the
sudden
become
a
bad
habit
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 7:40 AM UTC
our relationship is like
you force the sun to stay on such a gloomy, rainy day
because you need her to warm your soul up
no, she couldn't shine as bright as usual
but you asked the sun to leave at night
because there is a moon
there is a constellation of stars
there are citylights
they brighten up your dark soul
and suddenly you like cold weather
and suddenly you miss a warm morning
and suddenly you don't wanna be interupted by her light
and suddenly you miss her flame
— and
all
of
the
sudden
become
a
bad
habit
enlighten me,
how can I survive?
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