It’s those moments

It’s those moments that woke me up. Lit me up. 
Those tender times that rise back up and hit me up. 
It’s those moments that I craved so much, couldn’t get enough. 
You’re in the past but you still come back up. I lost my luck.
No more us and I know why, but boy I loved your love.

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