it’s one of those nights where i miss you more than usual, i miss talking to you until we fell asleep, i miss saying goodnight and knowing i’d talk to you again tomorrow, now the nights feel so quiet without you and i still find myself wishing you were here
odeio quando to vivendo minha vida normalmente e começo a lembrar de uma pessoa que não existe mais, pois quem anda por aí não é a pessoa por quem me apaixonei
i don’t know why i still miss you this much at night, maybe it’s because this used to be the time we talked the most, maybe it’s because every night still feels incomplete without saying goodnight to you, all i know is, when everything gets quiet, i miss u more than i did all day