I need you to get out of my head.
I can't sleep because of this treadmill in my mind, and you won't stop running your miles.
Waiting for a text you never promised to send, and a heart that you never offered to lend.
So why am I stuck on this glue that is you, I don't even know you and I feel how I do.
I write this in hopes of releasing you from this future I have in my head. And I will further lay alone in my way too big bed.
©triptucker
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