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its 2am and im writing about how much i miss you
A year ago I would have been out past 2 am
Looking for anything I could get my hands on to help me forget
About how sad I am
I thought I would never be happy again
And then I met you
I felt like I didn’t need drugs anymore
As if they weren’t good enough compared to the high you gave me
Because you gave me that high that no drug could ever give me
You gave me that sense of comfort that not even the best dealer could ever give me for $100 bucks
I wanted to keep you forever
I wanted to feel that high for as long as I could
Turns out there was an expiration date
And now here I am
Walking around at 2:35 am
Looking for something remotely close to how you made me feel
And so far
Ive found nothing

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