Friday, September 20, 2013

Missing

Here I am, on this lonely night
Laying on this empty bed
Missing you like an idiot
Thinking things I shouldn't have thought

So here I am, drowned.
Wondering if you are, too.
I don't wanna fall to deep
But with one kiss you sink me down.

Baby, what's wrong with your face?
Why does it show in every place?
Are we in love that much?
Or is it just me being so addicted?

-ral.

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