4AM in Nairobi

Telling friends to shut up as he gave me that gaze

Destroying my life, piecing it together, saying we’re just friends

Popping bottles, broke bank accounts, picture me making ammends

Going back and forth, racing mind, wondering what’s left

Throwing boxes out, cleaning house, never going back again

Phone rings, emojis in, embers burning again

Put them heels on, short pause, let’s try this again

*Inspired by 5 am in Toronto

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