Ceilings
As I look up at the ceiling I think about you Your soft raven black hair And handsome emerald green eyes The way you kissed me The way you loved me with all your heart And how you made me feel like I belong Those were some beautiful times But now will begin a new year And you won't be spending it with me Now I'm all alone Crying softly in my bed As I look up at the ceiling I still think of you And how we could've been so tight If you didn't leave me
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