do you remember
those nights in my room
eating croissants at 2am
you smelling my perfume
i go back to that moment often
and the way you said my name
you trip over your words
setting my face to flame
i still owe you
one mac and cheese dinner
under your ceiling's string lights
you made me a sinner
Aug 31, 2022
Aug 31, 2022 at 9:33 AM UTC
do you remember
those nights in my room
eating croissants at 2am
you smelling my perfume
i go back to that moment often
and the way you said my name
you trip over your words
setting my face to flame
i still owe you
one mac and cheese dinner
under your ceiling's string lights
you made me a sinner
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