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by Jessyka Jun 13, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Tears in my eyes, Blood on my wrists, Thinking of all the things, That I really miss. I miss the way he held me tight, Like he was scared to let go, I miss the way he would lay me down, And gently kiss my nose. I miss the way he'd run at me, When we hadn't seen each other for a while, Pick me up and hug me, With the biggest smile. I miss the way he made me laugh, When I was feeling down, Do something silly or tell some jokes, Till my smile came back around. I miss the way he said things, When he whispered in my ear, All those sweet little things, Which I hold with me so dear. What I miss the most I guess, Is when we were together, And all the times he promised me, His love would last forever. Everything that happened, I hold within my heart, I'll keep it there forever, Until the day comes for afterlife to start.