Barcelona 

I broke up with the guy in a summer night

Many words were left unsaid, 

Many feelings were left asides. 

I broke up with the guy when I was not high

Shaking my head,  wished it’d been fine

My heart was shrunken,  my head ached. 

I did wish to get him back… 

George Ezra sang the song every night on my Playlist 

I did nothing but feeling like shit. 

First meet,  ended up with a kiss

Breezing at night ,  city light,  

To me, 

Love’s unkind.

And I, 

I was just tired. 

George Ezra still sings the song, 

And I know I was just wrong. 

Now I know where I belong, 

Come here my love,  that’s your song. 
 

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