He calls me at midnight
Too drunk he keeps saying his name
Paranoid saying how he misses me
Unaware of how late it is
He proclaims his undying love
I almost believe him
But then I remember
The day I told him I loved him
And he went to bed with another girl
I remember how he loved her
While I watched
Hurting and dying a little bit everytime I saw him with her
I remember when I loved him
And my calls to him went unanswered
I remember when I loved him
And called him at midnight
Drunk and too sure
And how he just laughed
And told me to sleep it off
I remember how I loved him
And I remember how he didn't love me back
Now I wonder whet the deal is
He says he loves me
I know I love him still
And yet.....
At midnight when he drunk dials me
Im just not sure if I believe him....
Quote: Love is best when reciprocated.... Otherwise love is just empty.
#Friends Dont Let Friends Drunk Dial | Plain White T's.
Xoxo.
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