bromaprieta:

Smoke // Sorority Noise

Sleep next to me, 
tell me everything is how it should be. 
When we wake I’ll beg you not to leave, 
tell me there are promises not meant to keep. 

and your hair will smell like smoke 
because you are a ghost. 
I won’t hold you hand 
because soon you’ll disappear. 

Sleep next to me, 
tell me everything is how it should be. 
When you leave to haunt someone else’s dreams, 
think of me, 

just know I’ll never leave. 

Sleep next to me, 
tell me everything is how it should be.

(Source: obi-wantreehill)

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