You're the beauty I left in patong.
Rainy days in Koh Samui.
Now knowing leaving was wrong.
I miss the feeling that laying on top of me wasn't close enough for you.
Seeing such a genuine need to not feel alone.
Like we're perfectly at home.
Gentle kisses on you're head
Cuddled up tight in bed.
You tell me over and over how you'd rather be alone.
That caring heart that asks me if I'm okay everytime I roll over.
Tells me something different.
You're the girl that may have always gotten away.
I've never known exactly what to think.
What's in your heart you never say.
If I had more time here something nice we'd make.
As the end draws near
It's a shame we're only half baked.
Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 9:36 AM UTC
You're the beauty I left in patong.
Rainy days in Koh Samui.
Now knowing leaving was wrong.
I miss the feeling that laying on top of me wasn't close enough for you.
Seeing such a genuine need to not feel alone.
Like we're perfectly at home.
Gentle kisses on you're head
Cuddled up tight in bed.
You tell me over and over how you'd rather be alone.
That caring heart that asks me if I'm okay everytime I roll over.
Tells me something different.
You're the girl that may have always gotten away.
I've never known exactly what to think.
What's in your heart you never say.
If I had more time here something nice we'd make.
As the end draws near
It's a shame we're only half baked.
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