Why do I miss you
when deep inside I know that
we will perhaps never meet again.
It's been such a long time spent
with you and also without you
Sitting with you on that bench
speaking to you in low hushed tones
laughing at your jokes,
looking in your eyes.
Sharing those secrets with you
and listening to your stories.
I miss them, I miss them all.
when deep inside I know that
we will perhaps never meet again.
It's been such a long time spent
with you and also without you
Sitting with you on that bench
speaking to you in low hushed tones
laughing at your jokes,
looking in your eyes.
Sharing those secrets with you
and listening to your stories.
I miss them, I miss them all.
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