miami

miami,
And i hope i cross your mind like AI.
I hope one day you'll see the way I
Look at you and tell you you're beautiful.
Your beauty turns me into a fool.
Because,
Girl I'm the worst,
And girl you're the worst.
We're just the worst.
But this us thing it's the best.
To want someone is to desire their presence.
To need someone is to lack ability to survive under their absence.
I need you.

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