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Sometimes


Some days its a couple minutes, other days its hours. My mind races and never rests anywhere but you. All i think about now is you. I remember every moment together perfectly.. who else can say that about you? I fear this will never pass till i get a taste of what i truly want. I want you, all of it. No more secrets. No more lies. No more waiting. Nows our time and it hurts to know your stuck in some other world when i should be your one and only world.
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