• Hannah Flowers

when i think about you, i hear music in my mind it’s something i can’t quite describe but i know you understand what i mean like no one ever has, you get me but do you know that you’re lucky? instead of sleeping, i waste time wiping tears out of my eyes and wishing i was lying with the one who made me cry and i wish i could be mad at you but when someone brings you up, i say i hope you’re doing better every day because you still own this empty space the hole in my heart that you made i still listen to the songs you sent me i bought your favourite record online and when it’s over, every single time i put the needle back to the groove and i hope that you do, too

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