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I find you on my mind.
Sometimes I enjoy it,
other times I want to cry.
I would wish you were there,
to spend the day with me.
Hoping we could be together,
all the time.
I know its foolish,
but sometimes I miss you.
I think I miss you too much,
but I'd never know.
I've never had someone like you,
who missed me back.
As I sit once again, all conflicted,
I wonder if you feel the same.
I feel the beginnings of my dam breaking
as it fails to hold back the tears.
Just being here,
I dream of sitting with you.
I wish I could hear your laughter,
just hearing it makes me smile.
You are my one and only,
I hope it