Never I have been happy in my wake
I scorn the days I have to get up
Days went by, I have nothing to feel
Thinking I have nothing to go on, the
Idea I'm disposable sweeps in the air
Then one fateful night that
Is dark and cold I'm
Looking for some to talk to, heavy breathing
Thinking I could never find that someone, I
Immediately sparked a conversation that can't
Be topped and it's lovely how she explain
Things that feels mundane, this
Person gave me a feeling
A sense of joy that
Is maybe temporary or not but I'm
Happy with what I'm feeling
Credits: Without You by AJ Rafael
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