4 o'clock yesterday you showed up to work In what used to be my favorite shirt Looking at you I forgot I'm not allowed To smile sweetly at you Eating during my lunch break The rain fell from the sky In huge heavy sheets You grabbed my arm Trying to shove me under the skies From the comfort of the warm building And as your warm hand wrapped around my arm My only thoughts were that you were touching me again And not that you were so gone I'll just try to remember that you weren't that great All the nights I layed on the bed Staring at the phone Waiting for you to call me back And as I would cry myself to sleep The ringing phone would never disturb me In spite of all of it, I still want youBirth sign: Libra
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