these thoughts are why i have no friends
Sunday
okay
what kind of love is it on a Sunday morning?
how does the sun seep in under the covers?
i seriously can't help falling in love with you.
every day it seems this feeling grows inside
my soul, with never ending thoughts of you& i.
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