MyMoonAndMyStars

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MyMoonAndMyStars

I've left messages now
          For you'd never answer
          If I wanted to talk to you 
          It'd be and an answering machine 
          Knowing you'd listen on the other end
          But is this love
          Is that any real relationship 
          I miss hearing you
          But do you miss
          When I'd never call

MyMoonAndMyStars

Are men all the same
          With the rocky exterior 
          No way to see a lie
          When it's put right in front of you 
          Are men, don't miss being bloomed
          Like a flower you'll be 
          Though only around a certain few
          Are men are they just going to hide away
          Flowers can still bloom through rocks
          Only if the space is given
          For something new
          Are men will you make the space?

MyMoonAndMyStars

I keep writing 
          Oh how I can't wait for school
          To see you every day
          Not to have to worry about being too busy to call or say hello
          But I'm sure when you think of school starting 
          It's not for me or the ache in your heart to see me like I have for you
          But rather the regret of school even existing
          Some days I believe you miss me
          Others I know I'm a fool for even trying in the first
          To believe we were the same in love 

MyMoonAndMyStars

Is it wrong of me to miss you. 
          It's not wrong for others to not miss you. But when they do you're even happier. 
          But when I miss you. 
          It only seems like a chore
          For you to even bother 
          And just hello to the girl who misses you
          And loves you with all her heart