Half Awake

Half awake in someone else’s bed
The rain it pours overnight into my head
Morse code of each rain drop
Keeps appearing in my lucid thoughts
Of half awake and half asleep
Of half afraid and half that’s sweet
It could even be the sound of his alarm
The in between state of being in his arms
It could even be the sound of his alarm
Half in pain and half that’s free
The sun is drenched on every part of me
You’re so sweet and you’re also fucked
Spending all day cuz its easier than lust but
I’m so sorry they got nothing on you
I wonder what you’re up to
It could even be the sound of his alarm
The in between state of being in his arms
I swear the rain it could be this boys alarm
Now I’ve cried while cumming to an old sext from you x2
It could even be the sound of his alarm
The in between state of being in his arms
I swear the rain it could be this boys alarm