Old habits die hard,
Some promises are meant
to be broken

Fallen back in my old rhythm
I never felt the difference
Till you left

Waiting for the letters
Spending hours making
a portable piece of me
(So we can’t ever be apart)

Connections s t r e t c h i n g
thick
(Your pain echoing through me)

I'm homesick for you

Cause somewhere between
the half year I’ve known
you,

You’ve become my
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