Every night I wake up in a cold sweat
I turn over to see you
I reach to touch you
But there's nothing there
Then I realize it's not real
You never needed me
You learned to fly already
I don't need anybody
But I would like somebody
We've spent too much time
Acting like it's that first summer
Lonely night guide us over the waterfall
We're falling victims to the thirst
For what it's worth theirs an angel
Underneath your surface
I've said once
I'll say it twice
Maybe even thrice
Your perfect to me
A tragedy can still be
A masterpiece
You were a fantasy
Now your televised
They post few months I've rationalized
25 starting not to feel so old to me
Most days I'm feeling 52
Where ever your going
My friend can I come
"maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love." -drake
Friday, December 5, 2014
Strange dreams
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