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Mar 2019
There's no inclination for you to feel anything for me,
but sadly truth is I'm struggling.
I've been tugging onto tissues hoping my tears
will stop waging war on my cheeks.
Did you know, I didn't sleep?
I haven't slept since I said goodbye,
ok maybe that's a lie- maybe an hour
here or there but enough for me to
hope to dream of you; but I don't,
it's ripping me up London girl,
I'm one step of a ledge I've never been on,
never knew it'll take this long
to jump, and I've never known it
to hurt this much.
I know you don't need to care,
but tonight and last night,
I've been dreaming of you ...
Back here....Back there...
Back to square one....with me.
Silly dreams, I know.
My medic is no where to be seen,
and I'm one day further from her.
My medic is no where to be seen,
and tonight I won't sleep again.
Medic, medic, I'm so pathetic,
I struggle to accept it that you're gone,
and I'm holding onto something
that isn't there anymore.
I love you, and oh how I wish you did too.
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