Just one of those days where I'm laying here missing you.
Just thinking of your name makes me shiver in the memory of your body against my body.
I want that back but with less of the bullshit.
Less of the lies and less of the distance.
Wish I could erase all the the bad and keep the good.
Missing your calls and text thinking of what you could do next.
I just wish things would've turned out differently but hey things change.
If it was meant to be you wouldn't have let time clog up what we could've had or more of what I thought we had. It's been a min.

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