it's 1247 am and just now am i climbing onto the bus at JFK. i have to take it to the L train to get home, and if i'm lucky i'll get home by 230 or so. that gives me just enough time to shower, change, make a little food and head back to the airport for work at 6am.
as i sit on this bus and type this out, all i can think about is how i wish i were coming home to you, just for a kiss.
to say i miss you is redundant.
to say i miss you is an undrstatement.
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