To The One That I Lost
You were my light, my warmth, my bliss,
the very thing I've grown to miss.
I swore to you I'd be able to change,
but I've become someone strange.
You were there for me when I needed you most,
yet I let myself become a ghost.
To the one that I lost my sweet memory,
I love you, I miss you, and I'm sorry.
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