3:23AM Thoughts

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At the end of the day
after all the pretending,
and convincing,
here i am again

back in the deep drowning
with the same thoughts
of how, why, and what ifs

i have taught myself
to be one with the waves
yet how did i end up back here?
why am i still gasping for air?

what if, i should wait...
for you to come and save me
what if we meet half way?
what if we both save ourselves?

fuck, i hate staying up late
cause that's when these thoughts
come to instigate

in the late night, i false hope
i make up memories
that are never gonna happen

i dream of you, me, us
and at the end of it,
i know i have to wake up and convince myself again...
it's time to start the day, and pretend

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