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sortah, kinda LOVE you

Our past is a nightmare to me
Our present is nonexistent
Your voice now strange
Your image all blurred
 
I think of you
Even with the lights off
The sun’s kisses
And baby, I miss you
 
Made me a liar to my judgment
You killed me a million deaths
Words fade between us
And your embrace disappears
 
I think of you beautifully
I dream of you honestly
And baby I love you entirely
I sorta kinda love you
 
Closer than close
One, yes until we’re one
Oh, how I miss this smile
How I miss them jokes
 
I think I sorta kinda care
Even in social media we’re strangers
Oh, how I wish to kiss your lips
I wish to hear you say you’re sorta kinda
In love with me

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