Number 8 N_______

The night is hot and I can’t sleep. Acceptance of the impending fatigue – it must the embraced, and so I get in my car. Engine purring, I just start to drive with no destination in mind, I just drive. And yet, I end up on your street; I don’t know why, I wasn’t going to make contact with you, anyway. But I felt the need to be near you, even if we’re still a world apart, however, I am let down cos’ I don’t think you’re about anyway. Lonely nights without you. Number 8 is the password to my heart, make deposits before you expect withdrawals, cos’ this emptiness hurts.

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