MISERABLE AT BEST
"Of the nights we shared, Ocala is calling and you know it's haunting, but compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright and when we look to the sky, it's not mine, but I want it so."
It was a nice sad song paired with his soft voice. I never thought Aae had such a nice vocal. It seemed like a lullaby. It made me want to sleep. But sleeping doesn't mend sadness.
"Wait, what's with the song?" I cut him off. "Is this the effect of chocolate again?" I joked, trying to change the topic.
"I felt the need to make you smile," he casually confessed. I wanted to know what he's thinking every time he bent his head.
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