Sometimes I miss you. Sometimes I love you. Sometimes I hate you. Sometimes I don't know what to think of you. Sometimes I remember 10:30 high as fuck, sometimes I remember us being weird on your basement floor...sometimes I miss that basement floor. Sometimes I wish you asking me to do weird things. Sometimes I miss your strong scratchy hands. Sometimes I miss the way the shade hit my legs. Sometimes I miss the way you would look into my eyes like you loved me. Sometimes I miss the good ol' days. Sometimes I miss sneaking around. Sometimes I miss you.
sometimes, I need you.
(i do not own the lyrics above)

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