im sorry if for shouting out your name
but i´cling on to the part , babe
like its was a broken body part
remember how scared of my neighbor
but we always tip to around the subject we fear
how things not always are like it appear
remember how i sat and watch The SIMPSONS
when you slide in the common rooms
how embrace me so kindly and gently
but mostly i remember i recall how you fall in my DMS
after this time , thought you heart had mine , decline ?
do you remember when we play a parti scrabble
how you took my hand in the coldest night in the november
and made me able to walk down the stair , no witness there
thanks for being the best neighbor in the world
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