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Sep 2015
In the darkness on the edge of my bed
your name lights up my phone

Eight months later and I still can't breathe when i see it
I want this to be us starting over

but it is just a text and you hurt me before,
in the darkness your name lights but my face
my heart, everything again

8 months of getting over you is gone
your name lit up my phone and i am yours again...
before i even open the message
Written by
Marie Christine  Charleston
(Charleston)   
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