Missing

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the only comfort I get
is knowing that one day
I won't have to remember you
the sky will take me to another

my thoughts will no longer be reminiscent
they will be floating
above us all

Everytime I think of you
another piece of my heart falls
into the ever growing abyss of tears
and fading into my dreams

I try to forget
the nights spent under your skin
the mornings spent holding your heart
the evenings with your love

but now I have nothing
only the memories you left behind
in unopened boxes
as a souvenir of the hate
that loving you cause me to feel

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