Those days
When we spoke
Late into the nights
And I could cry
Into the phone
Like on your shoulders
Your voice
Soothing
Carassing
My insecurities
My heart, deeply hurt
I don't know
If that mattered to you
Or you even cared
Yet, I'm thankful
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 1:37 AM UTC
Those days
When we spoke
Late into the nights
And I could cry
Into the phone
Like on your shoulders
Your voice
Soothing
Carassing
My insecurities
My heart, deeply hurt
I don't know
If that mattered to you
Or you even cared
Yet, I'm thankful
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