Tuesday, July 14, 2009

To put it simply,

It's too hard for me to talk to you every day.
I break down and cry every time.
I'm not slipping away, I'm saving myself.
It may be selfish, but it hurts.

I wish you were here,
I miss every single ounce of you.

"And whenever I want to kiss you, yeah.
All I've Gotta Do,
Is whisper in your ear,
The words you long to hear.
Yeah, that's All I've Gotta Do."

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