I lay on my bed and stare at a blank space.
Listened to our song remembering your face.
I remember the way you loved me on my greatest.
How you made me satisfied and happy to the fullest.
It's midnight, when everyone is fragile and sad.
It's midnight, and all I can think is how you made me go mad.
Maybe midnight is the only time when I feel blue.
Maybe midnight is the only time I can think of you.
May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 2:01 PM UTC
I lay on my bed and stare at a blank space.
Listened to our song remembering your face.
I remember the way you loved me on my greatest.
How you made me satisfied and happy to the fullest.
It's midnight, when everyone is fragile and sad.
It's midnight, and all I can think is how you made me go mad.
Maybe midnight is the only time when I feel blue.
Maybe midnight is the only time I can think of you.
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