Now what am I supposed to do
when I cant be arround you.
Our story is beating up my heart.
It feels too short
because I can only remember
the best of part.
It used to be us two
and I used too be filled with words,
but now Im out of those too.
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 8:54 AM UTC
Now what am I supposed to do
when I cant be arround you.
Our story is beating up my heart.
It feels too short
because I can only remember
the best of part.
It used to be us two
and I used too be filled with words,
but now Im out of those too.
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