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I want a word or two with you, a thousand or none at all.

I want a word or two with you. The last time we talked, we were intoxicated and didn't really try talking. I was there, you were there, and there was noise ever...

There are good memories of you I am too afraid to touch.

People have a funny glitch. We forget what we must remember, and remember what we must forget. I cannot remember what time I took my medicine today but I rememb...

The day before and the day after.

...

Even in dreams...

...you never stay....

We’ll be fine...

... some far away day....

It was my pleasure,

falling in love with you....

Loss lingers longer...

...than love lasts....

I’ll pretend you’re near.

...

Another Sunday sunset...

...without your silhouette....

I miss your morning hair.

It’s Saturday. I miss your morning hair....

I should have held you longer...

...before you left....

The hardest goodbyes...

... are those that are necessary....

I wish I could see...

...your pretty eyes from here....

You are out there somewhere...

...and here I sit knowing, doing nothing....

I would never...

...have dreamt you....

You’ve been in my head...

...since this morning. Goodnight....

I look to where I think you are...

...and sigh....

The universe has kept us apart again today.

I hope you were as disappointed as I was....

You make my soul sigh.

...

Kiss me like it will...

...save us from drowning....