Hurry up and realize;

How much you mean to me,

How when i think of us i can never sleep;

Why it hurts so much when you dont reply,

Why the thought of hurting you makes me cry,

That no matter what you say,

I’ll be thinking of you at the end of the day.

no-drugs-please:

Doin’ in old school

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