The nights get lonely
and all I have left is a memory of you.
I tried to say this
but now there's nothing left for me to do
and I've never been one to brag.
Please don't go, just stay
I watched with tears in my eyes as you walked away.
Miss your voice, and your touch
and if I told you I loved you could that be enough? ~
12.11.08
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