it was all about you at one point,
I believe that’s how I got lost
you never noticed my love
until you watched it
walk out the door
and fall into the arms
of a person that makes life seem fifty-fifty,
equal shades of black and white
the moon with some stars
milk and cookies
as that is how love
should be
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC
it was all about you at one point,
I believe that’s how I got lost
you never noticed my love
until you watched it
walk out the door
and fall into the arms
of a person that makes life seem fifty-fifty,
equal shades of black and white
the moon with some stars
milk and cookies
as that is how love
should be
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