Nothing hurts more Than knowing You're out there Out of my reach A W A Y Somewhere Maybe in Georgia Or just down the Street But your gone Your machine picks up My phone doesn't ring And late at night I still wait up For that knock on my door And now I feel it Yet again Your out there And you need me I know Last night In my dream She came to me And told me To call you That you needed me And I can feel it In the way that my Right hand burns In the way that Your name sends Pain through my bones I miss you love Wherever you are And I hope you Know How to find your way Back To what we used To be
Reason for writing:
If he reads this....he'll know....
Birth sign: Libra
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