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stupidinboston:

esoterically:

Thinking of You by the Umbrellas.

I can’t sleep at night, I’m thinking of you
And when you’re away, I’m so blue
I’m thinking of you

I’ll laugh my eyes out, I’ll feel the rhythm
I’ll pretend you’re the reason
To make anything and everything that is scented blossom
I’ll run my fingers through your hair until your eyes blink out

All night long I layed in the grass
And listened with headphones to the saddest songs
It was a spiral of a night
You were spread out across the sky
The way you skinned your knees chasing cars
They’re taking you away

I’ll laugh my eyes out, I’ll feel the rhythm
I’ll pretend you’re the reason
To make anything and everything that is scented blossom
I’ll run my fingers through your hair
Until your eyes blink out

Fitting.