The last time we met, Sometime in April
I look back at that meeting, Feeling lost inside, Missing you more and more
Sitting next to you on the couch, having you hold me close
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
Making me blush and and snuggle closer to you
You told me your ambitions, you told me your story
I told you mine, and you didn't turn away from my dark past
You gripped me tighter and told me you could take the pain away
That meeting ended on a sweet note, a soft kiss and a whisper of another day together.
But that day hasn't come, I sit and think of you still
Wonder if my face ever crosses your mind.
I wonder if we will ever be that close to each other again
I hope for that day, I desire it more and more.
I don't know if I'd call this love, its becoming more of an obsession
Just to be with you again
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