Love is like music from another room; it's a tune or a song you know and like, you listen and sing along with it, but than for a moment or many moments something makes it so you can't hear the music anymore. You continue to sing and you continue to dance and when the noise stops you are still there word for word with the song
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It's 2:30a and I'm wide-eyed.
But, for your sake, I wish you an AWESOME night's sleep.
Cheers babe
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i'm dead when i hit the pillow at 11pm
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