Friday, June 8, 2018

I fidgeted my way through the whole wedding
it made me happy, it made me sick
like waking up from a really good dream
right before the best part
and I want it so bad that I think I'll pass out

I scoop tea into silver bags 
your name is in every second I count
my heart aches for you
to fall asleep in your arms
I start crying on the way to your house

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