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Aug 2023
Every week is a long wait
Waiting to see you for at least a minute
A minute that will last forever in my memories
My memories that are now filled with you constantly
Constantly in my mind and now I have to wait again
Again to see you for what feels to be like 2 seconds
Seconds i count to see you
To see you on the weekend
The weekend where I might say I love you, baby
Written by
Kelly Diaz
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