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May 2015
7 and a half months my love,
You’re still crying about that empty cup
2 and a half months my love,
I’ve been trying to fill yours with mine

Two zero one four,
that’s the number written on your tattoo
Two zero one five,
that’s the number Im writing on my mirror

You say, thank you
You say, Im grateful
I say, you’re welcome
I say, my pleasure
But i swear when we say that the next day we eat it up
then make our way upstairs leaving crumbs under rugs

I love you and I love the stars
I love you and I love the moon
but please let the stars come down and let the moon rest today for tomorrow will come

i can be your sunshine if you let me be
i can be your coffee tea sugar and milk
i can be your favorite quote
i can be your favorite game
there are so many things i can be if you let me

but you, you hide so well
but you, you dive me in
but you, you pull me in
and i, i can’t move a single muscle
you don’t let me help you but how can i unlove you
october
Written by
theaprilsolstice  mnl
(mnl)   
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   Lior Gavra
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