I wake up some nights, and I see her standing right there.
I know it’s bullshit, but… She’s right there.
She takes my hand. She tells me,
“𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑚𝑒.”
I wake up some nights, and I see her standing right there.
I know it’s bullshit, but… She’s right there.
She takes my hand. She tells me,
“𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑚𝑒.”