making us crazy


drinking old cheap bottles of wine, sit talking up all night.
said things we haven't for a while, we're smiling but we're
close to tears, even after all these years.

we just now got the feeling that we're meeting, for the first time.
these times are hard, they're making us crazy.
don't give up on me.

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