We used to sneak out of school and smoke under the bridge a mile down the road.
Bliss is the only word that comes to mind when I think back to coughing my lungs out with you againt that graffiti covered wall
Just us against the world
Unbreakable
Chapped lips and scarred wrists is how i remember you and my god
I loved you
So much more than either of us imagined.
If i could go back to those nights
us on my roof
nothing between us and the infinite sky
I would
But that's just a wish
A daydream i had on a smoke break at my dead end job.
I've let you go
And gone is how you must stay.
Theres still five minutes of my break left tho
Maybe I'll smoke another cigarette
And hope for a better dream
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 12:54 AM UTC
We used to sneak out of school and smoke under the bridge a mile down the road.
Bliss is the only word that comes to mind when I think back to coughing my lungs out with you againt that graffiti covered wall
Just us against the world
Unbreakable
Chapped lips and scarred wrists is how i remember you and my god
I loved you
So much more than either of us imagined.
If i could go back to those nights
us on my roof
nothing between us and the infinite sky
I would
But that's just a wish
A daydream i had on a smoke break at my dead end job.
I've let you go
And gone is how you must stay.
Theres still five minutes of my break left tho
Maybe I'll smoke another cigarette
And hope for a better dream
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