Because he will never be you.
I miss you in so many ways that I can't even count.
And all I would ever want is days and nights with you; I would fill them with conversations and laughter, secrets and hopes and dreams.
I miss you in so many ways that I can't even count.
And all I would ever want is days and nights with you; I would fill them with conversations and laughter, secrets and hopes and dreams.
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