a bird and a song

Sitting in my bed at night, remembering your hair.
breathing in, breathing out remembering your air.

Sitting here late at night, illuminated by the screen.
Looking, starring, thinking hard what does it really mean.

Sitting in my bed at night, sitting in the blueish light
Lying down sitting up, you should be here tonight.

( my first rime in some time, so i am moving forward:P)

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