You don't know what love is.
This is what love is:
I'm sleeping in the backseat
as Carter drives us
I'll have to walk a thousand miles just to find the ground deserving of your feet
...The earth that is the space between,
I’d banish it from under me, to get to you.
Your unexpected love provides my solitary“s suicide…
oh I wish I knew…
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