Please don't tell me you miss me
When I have just gotten over crying for you
Because I know I miss you
Twice as much as you miss me
And then I'll start crying again
In the rain at the bus stop, wishing
I was curled up on your couch
Drinking coffee instead
(Of the dread and tears rolling back in my head)
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