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You’re back on your side of the bed — not mine,

Stealing my hoodie like it’s borrowed time.

Window half open, the city breathes in,

Your laugh spills over the mess we’re in.

You say I live too much upstairs in my head —

But you’re the thought I never misread.

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Every small chaos feels almost planned,

Your fingers tracing invisible maps on my hand.

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I’m just a boy in a half-clean room,

Orbiting you like a reckless moon.

Dust in the light, clothes in a heap,

All of my secrets too close to keep.

If love’s a bruise, let it bloom —

Paint every wall in this half-clean room.

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Cold pizza haloed in midnight air,

Your shadow folded into my chair.

All of the reasons I swore were true

Fall to the carpet the second you move.

I used to leave when it got too real —

Now I stay for the things I feel.

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You press your name into my skin,

Like you’re daring the quiet to let you in.

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I’m just a boy in a half-clean room,

Orbiting you like a reckless moon.

Phone face down, the world on mute,

Every heartbeat loud and absolute.

If this is fragile, let it assume

It can survive in a half-clean room.

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If this is nothing, why does it shake?

Why does the silence bend and break?

If this is glass, then let it crack —

I’ll gather the pieces, won’t take them back.

Love doesn’t need a perfect view,

Just two soft breaths and something true.

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I’m just a boy in a half-clean room,

Turning disorder into perfume.

Let the night lean in too soon —

I’ve got my heart in open bloom.

Every quiet thing I do

Still echoes back to you.