2:00 AM summer night
Missing the sweet taste of a certain substance on my lips
Invading my mind with hopeless thoughts with each inhale
Time passing slow
Every minute passing by wishing we could connect in perfect harmony
Both of us in our own world gazing at the stars in the sky
-J
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