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by LucasHunt7

by LucasHunt7

Say my name

The way you did before,

When our love was fresh and new

And it was I that you adored.

I miss the way you'd kiss me

And hug me at the door,

I'm sorry it just hurts

That you don't do that anymore.

Please don't hang up the phone

I still wanna hear your voice,

I ask before the silence

Tells me I never had a choice.

I miss feeling like loving me

Was more than just a chore,

I'm sorry it just hurts

That you don't do that anymore.