The night we talk we miss each other
Talking about doing crazy things together
Of what’s supposed to be a drive home
Becomes a drive to a place only we know
The night we talk we miss each other
Talking about doing crazy things together
Of what’s supposed to be a drive home
Becomes a drive to a place only we know
Cryptic Clandestine 
I love this one.
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I’m glad you liked it! Thanks. 🙂
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