I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets - How you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something -There's not a day when I don't miss those rude interruptions. But now I'll go sit on the floor - wearing your clothes - All that I know is that I don't know how to be something you miss - Never thought we'd have a last kiss - Never imagined we'd end like this - Your name, forever the name on my lips.
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