The moonlight follows
under grey trees,
"We don't talk like we used too"
probably because smoke stains my teeth
"I love seeing you smile"
but you hate when I breathe.
It's sad now, that I hate you,
Wish you'd call back though,
it's the stress, that's why my head's a mess.
Summer's lookin' blue,
because back home I got cold sheets
and empty bottles.
No wonder it's so hard
to leave you.
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We're not six feet
and that's fine.
You're where I want you.
I don't wanna be forward,
but kiss me with your mask on.