Woman Missing Since She Got Lost

I finally found myself when I got lost In late nights with you and sunsets and the smell of the bonfires followed by early morning coffees and bleary eyes Lost in you and the air around us when we're together and sitting in wet grass because we're laughing too hard to stand and leaning on each other because we're crying so hard that only each other's support keeps us upright Lost in last minute plans and rushing to get ready for an event that we know very little about because simply why not let's live while we can Don't come looking for me I'm happy staying lost

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