Why do I think of you
when I sleep at night
and when we talk
it feels so right
I haven't seen you
for a while
but hearing your voice
really made me smile
The cheeks of red
those eyes of blue
it's hard to say
but I miss you
Months have passed
no more tears fall
but I'd lie
if I said I don't hurt at all
All those times
of hurt and lies
it's still so hard
to think about the goodbye
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