One heartbreak.
Two eyes crying.
Three words never said again.
Four hands that won't be held.
Five mornings i'll pass by him in the corridors.
Six love notes, ripped and torn.
Seven days a week i'll think of him.
Eight sad songs at night before bed.
Nine wishes that never came true.
Ten years before you'll realize that it has always been you.
I don't like missing someone this much. It is like dying everyday. :(
1 comment:
why dont you tell that person that you miss him?
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