i remember those nights in the middle of the night
hangout , play around in you room
tip toe over the common room
to yours so we could had some time of ours
i remember i saw the stash of porn and condoms
watching sex scenes always me my cheeks
turn blossom - red where i sat in your bed
always wonder why you never hit at me
did you acknowledge my feelings
it was hard to let you go
but easy to let come back
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