I'll never get used to the way that you treat me
The things that I've done were so harsh and i cant see
just what you see in me
Falling asleep you give praise, grace and kindness
Saying that I deserve this with your blindness
Of what I used to be
I dont deserve you, your kindness is not due
But even despite that i lie here with you
As you fall asleep
I hear your soft voice and i hold back my tears
The storms they have cleared for as long as you're here
I am yours to keep
Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 9:07 PM UTC
I'll never get used to the way that you treat me
The things that I've done were so harsh and i cant see
just what you see in me
Falling asleep you give praise, grace and kindness
Saying that I deserve this with your blindness
Of what I used to be
I dont deserve you, your kindness is not due
But even despite that i lie here with you
As you fall asleep
I hear your soft voice and i hold back my tears
The storms they have cleared for as long as you're here
I am yours to keep
this was written after falling asleep to the sound of your voice when I was still alone at night
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