so many things i wna ask.

but a part me is afraid t knw th truth.

afraid tht th truth might not be pleasant.

if only i have th courage t bby,

if only i have th courage t

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whn you walk away,

i count th steps tht you take,

can you see hw much i need you right nw?

whn youre gone,

th pieces of my heart are missing you

whn youre gone,

th face i came t knw is missing too.

whn youre gone

all th words i need t hear t always get me thru th day

and make it okay.

i miss you.

i nvr felt this way bfore,

everything tht i do,

reminds me of you.

and th clothes you left, thy lie on th floor

and thy smells just like you.

i love th things tht you do.

all i ever wantd was for you t knw,

everything i do i gave my heart and soul,

i cant hardly breathe i need t feel you here with me.

tell me,

whn can i ever get over you?

hw can i possibly get over you?

i miss you.