it's like one thirty in the morning.
all i can think about are all the one thirties we've spent together.
it's been a while since we've both been asleep by now.
we've spent so many nights talking.
now all i can think about is all of the one thirties we've missed.
do you miss me?
i miss you something fierce.
i wanted to spend every moment of my life in your presence and i know that you'll never reciprocate that.
i think you're never going to talk to me at one thirty ever again.
you're getting used to life without me and soon you won't even need me.
if you get used to life without me why would you ever want to phase me back in?
you got so used to life without me that it slowly became your new "normal",
why would you need me anymore,
i was just another pitstop on the road to you.
soon i'll be nothing more than a distant memory in your mind that you think of once in a blue moon.
i hope that you think of me often.
i hope you end up happy.
i miss one thirty with you.
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