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I think about you every day still. I think about holding your hand because that's my dream. I promised I'd keep you on like the favorite sweater I never get to wear, but you're coming off on your own. I want you to fall in love with the way I do things only you notice but you're not. you're falling in love with her because I opened you up. I sometimes think she's closing you up. I'll never be tired of waiting for you, just tired of hurting over you. you know I hurt, but you don't care enough to run to me. you don't care enough to ask to hold my hand.
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Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 2:32 AM UTC
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I think about you every day still. I think about holding your hand because that's my dream. I promised I'd keep you on like the favorite sweater I never get to wear, but you're coming off on your own. I want you to fall in love with the way I do things only you notice but you're not. you're falling in love with her because I opened you up. I sometimes think she's closing you up. I'll never be tired of waiting for you, just tired of hurting over you. you know I hurt, but you don't care enough to run to me. you don't care enough to ask to hold my hand.
listen to Light Home - Matt Corby
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Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 2:32 AM UTC
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