Sitting alone in the dark. I can still feel the marks even though they're gone. I sit and think of all the days that I spent with you. I wonder when you'll come again. I really really do. I silently laugh and silently cry when I think of how all this started. I hope we won't but we might soon be parting.
Come over, have some fun and don't let the good times be done. I think of you every day and every night. You're always the main thing on my mind.
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