A mutual parting We both understood it was for the best Thinking back it wasn't great anyway Rereading what I wrote about you A heavy feeling grew in my heart About the first day we got together All the times at work we talked The way you kissed my forehead Tackled me and threw me in the sink The way you kissed me And the way you held my hand And the ways I got to play with your hair And coo at you little ears My heart was in it And now that you're gone I miss all the small thingsBirth sign: Libra
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