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I miss you...
Even though my eyes don't give away
The sadness that's in me...
I miss you...
though my lips always hide
the desire to kiss you
or feel you next to me...
I miss you...
even though you always see me smile
not knowing that inside I carry a bloody dagger:
waiting to be healed
by a King Arthur who can pull it out, and heal it...
I miss you...
More than you can imagine,
more than I admit:
the love I feel for you
is coming out of the pores of my skin...
I miss you for one reason or another,
my heart is impossible to deceive...
To comfort this foolish heart...?
Shall I tell it that it's only temporary...?
If we both know
That all the beautiful things we lived through are gone...
And will never return...
I miss you...! Yes, I miss you...
But I won't go back...