It’s 11:46 and you’re in my head
I keep writing about you
thinking about your lips on mine
and how my hand felt in yours
But instead it’s 11:46
and I’m all alone
in this big empty house
wishing you still loved me
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 4:01 AM UTC
It’s 11:46 and you’re in my head
I keep writing about you
thinking about your lips on mine
and how my hand felt in yours
But instead it’s 11:46
and I’m all alone
in this big empty house
wishing you still loved me
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