Staring at the full moon thinking of a time when our love was new, tender hugs and shy kisses, wide awake dreaming of you.
Staring at the half-lit moon, I surrendered my heart too soon, knowing it was destined to lose, nothing could hold me back from you.
Staring at the quarter moon, I'm thinking of a day back in June, you sung to me in off-key tunes, I whispered back in beats of two.
Staring at the blackened moon, I'm wide awake remembering you, with saddened eyes and guilty lies, my tongue is blue and so are you.
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 11:44 PM UTC
Staring at the full moon thinking of a time when our love was new, tender hugs and shy kisses, wide awake dreaming of you.
Staring at the half-lit moon, I surrendered my heart too soon, knowing it was destined to lose, nothing could hold me back from you.
Staring at the quarter moon, I'm thinking of a day back in June, you sung to me in off-key tunes, I whispered back in beats of two.
Staring at the blackened moon, I'm wide awake remembering you, with saddened eyes and guilty lies, my tongue is blue and so are you.
June 1st, 2016 - 2:22
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