Glory Of This

Its 12:45 a.m. dont get your hopes up, its not what we wished for, i wouldnt expect anything less from you.
Youre the first one to call me out on this, so trusting to watch me drive away!
Id rather be your angel, than your reason for crying
Better your dream than a reason for dying
Im trying, The tears between the tile prove otherwise
Call it in the air. both sides of this will start to fair
as each day passes Im starting to, get better, at keeping up with you
and writing all these letters to you at 12:45 a.m.
the words escape me, my heart is racing,
ill admit its not the best of times
this avenue explored, im just afraid of losing
what im used to, im so content with what ive got
I hope that when im back, ill be right back with you
Am I your angel, since your not crying
your in my dream, instead of dying
write me back, one last time, i wont forget ever
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