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Lost Sunday in July

Swaying bodies
Careful not to meet eyes
I finally feel
Like this is why i came
My lips touch her cheek
As a wish her goodnight

Awake in the morning
She's first on my mind
It's starting to feel
Too much like a sickness

Lost in distractions
Another day past
A mind full of questions
Doubts and wishes
As i drift off
To lose myself in sleep