Call Me By Your Name

I’m a mess,

but you say you like that.

Sending shivers down my spine

and kisses down my neck.

Now months have passed

and you haven’t called back.

I miss the way we used to be,

you’d call me by you name,

but now you’re not missing me.

Oliver, Oliver, Oliver.

I wish we’d spent the summer

soaking in each other.

I miss all of you

Oliver, Oliver, Oliver.

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