You are so much more than a season.
And sweetheart that is the reason,
The blistered nights and our wet skin
And the passion we had all but once
Feels my lungs and never could I make it pass
The reality of my tears
Prevent me from staying around
And the shallow behavior you grew on your shoulder.
You feel as if you pleasuring me with a little head
From here to there,
I’d forget, but lovers never forget
They quietly deal with it.
Realistic tears and uneven kisses.
Love like no love is enough for a good riddance.
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