this is about you

I should have kissed you there. I should have held your face.
I should have watched those eyes, instead of run in place.

But well, I'm not sure what this is going to be. But with my eyes closed all I
see is the skyline through the window. The moon above you, and the streets
below. Hold my breath as you're movin in, taste your lips and feel your skin.
When the time comes, baby don't run. Just kiss me slowly.

I'm staring at the mess I made.


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