"i miss the grinding concrete where we sat past eight or nine
and slowly finished laughing in the glow of our headlights

i've given a lot of thought to the nights we use to have
the days have come and gone
our lives went by so fast

i faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor
where i laid and told you, but you sweared you loved me more."


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