on the side of my bed reserved for dreaming
you were turned away so i kissed your neck
before i realized you were running
back to one
and now the clouds are falling in icy puddles around our feet
your lips are cold and then they're crumbling
you say : "i have to stay. i told them i was going to see her tonight"
and i want to cry but i say : "okay" and we fake love until sunrise
too soon i feel you slip away, so i close my drying eyes, release a pent-up sigh
and crawl over to the side of my bed reserved for dreaming
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