When I'm sad I want him here
To be with me and hold me tight
I want to talk to him
Staying on the phone all night
Talking and laughing
I want to hug him
I want to be with him
I want him to want to be with me
When I think of him I'm happy
His laugh, his smile, his eyes
The way he moves
The way he looks in my favorite color
He makes me smile
Then he breaks my heart
He will never get think about me
These dreams will never be true
This realization is
The worst pain one could feel

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