Listening to: No Surprises - Radiohead
I miss those walk together's at night
Holding hands seem so right
But it never occured to me,
That I would regret this moment of delight.
One day, another, and another. Another.
There is no other.
One like you.
Is my actions see-through, to you?
I am one to bug you at night;
Another leads to a fight.
And another.
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