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Created on: July 13, 2007
I MISSED THE GOODBYE
When you left...
I could still feel your stare...
your eyes locked with mine,
holding me there...
I knew then the rest of my life had changed...
all twisted and mangled,
upside down,and rearranged.
I couldn't cry...
because it would let you down,
for you loved my smile...
and made me promise not to frown.
The days grew longer...
my nights stretched along...
you made me stronger...
but now you are gone.
The thought of going on without you...
makes my mind so weak...
the thought of never hearing your voice...
makes it hard for me to speak.
I want more than anything...
to look into your eyes, and you into mine...
I want more than the world...
to taste your sweet lips of wine.
I miss you...
want to close my eyes and pretend...
that you are still here,
my one and only, my best friend.
It feels colder now...
without you here in my bed.
It hurts to think you died....
it kills to know your dead.
I wish it wasn't you who had to go...
for this pain my darling,
hurts greater than you know...
I wish it wasn't you my darling...
for your loss cuts deeper than I show.
I need to hold your hand...
so I can be okay...
I need to hear your voice...
so I know what to say.
I wish you were here...
to help me through...
so I could let you know...
that this love for you is true.
I know you'd never hurt me with a lie...
but how honest would I be...
to say it didn't hurt...
not to say goodbye.
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