At 3 am, in his arms.
leaning over me, he needed to make sure I was okay.
Blanketed by darkness and confusion, three fourths still asleep, he pulled me in, fear wreaking in his voice.
I woke up again, at 6 in the morning, alone in my bed, missing the thing I need the most.
Weird morning.
Weird day.
Weird night.
Haha, I fell for you.... literally.
(sorry, not funny <3)
dimanche 6 juillet 2008
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