I'm so tired of thinking of you
so tired of relishing in the what if moments so tired of missing you every time I blink I see us evreytime I stop I feel your hand on my waist and then I see your lips on her neck your palms against hers So lost in love So lost in lust I forgot who I was who I wanted to be
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