Friday, July 2, 2010

Missed


is it over?
can’t we work it out?
just got here I could stay with you

every night i talk to the stars pretending its you
it acts just like you
far away and never replies to my questions
whats the sense of wishing for something when I always just wish it away?

I cry for the time that you were mine
I cry for the memories I've left behind
I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new
I cry for the times I thought i had you

I’m sitting on the floor
In the dark of my room
I’m waiting for you
because…
I miss you..
I miss your touch
I miss your kisses
I miss your hugs
I miss your smile
I miss your eyes
I miss your warmth
I miss your embrace
I miss your laugh
I miss your glimpse
I miss your voice
but most of all
I miss your love…

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