It's nights like these

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It's nights like these when it's one in the morning but I'm still awake, and connecting every song on my iPod to you. When my eyes are closed, gently, thinking of you smiling at me. When my skin buzzes from distant featherlight touches. When I'm staring at the ceiling, thinking of what we could've had.

It's nights like these when I don't want to wake up.

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