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three a.m.

And (I) read your three a.m. texts About why you’re sad all the time And how you don’t find happiness in anything That you (do) anymore And how you wish it would (all) go back To the way things were (Because) you’re tired of being tired And lonely, so lonely, you confess Because (I) am the only one who will listen You need someone that will (love) you As much as (you) love them (But) she broke your heart And five months later, (You) are trying to put yourself back together You (don’t) think you’ll love someone like that again Because you don’t want to risk (it) This is what you tell me, at three a.m. When your sleepy words that you keep locked in the depths Float to the surface of your mind For anyone to hear if they are willing to listen And it seems (I am) the only one willing (Waiting for you)
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Written by
arianna-gomez
American
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May 13, 2013
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