December 2011
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I’ve written songs about you, I wasted nights dreaming about you, I told the whole fucking world about you, spent every day thinking about you.
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I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone. It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is...
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