I see your eyes painting over me with a picture of her when you look at me
I feel your energy being pulled somewhere far away when you’re touching me
Maybe back to June
I know you want to feel something
But your feelings are busy with her
You don’t have too many to spare with me
I’m standing right here waiting for you to fall into my gravity
But you’re stuck in someone else’s orbit
The month is June, just 12 months later
The day is the same, but the girl is colder
Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 11:22 PM UTC
I see your eyes painting over me with a picture of her when you look at me
I feel your energy being pulled somewhere far away when you’re touching me
Maybe back to June
I know you want to feel something
But your feelings are busy with her
You don’t have too many to spare with me
I’m standing right here waiting for you to fall into my gravity
But you’re stuck in someone else’s orbit
The month is June, just 12 months later
The day is the same, but the girl is colder
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