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All the nights i\'ve sat alone,
thinking of how it used to be.
Wondering if there are ever days,
that you still think of me?
All the could haves and might have beens,haunt me late at night.
This is when I think of you,
and wonder if your alright.
How would it be if you were here,
would you still be by my side?
or would it have ended up the same
as the night that our love died.
wherever you are in this world tonight,
just know I dream of you.
and that my love is with you,
in everything you do.