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Happy (Old Habits Die Hard)

I am so happy you are happy, but why can't I be too? Why does my mind ache at the very thought of you? Why does my love weigh down on my chest like a stone? Oh why does every little word you say cut me to the bone? The future is a terrifying thing, so bound up in mystery, But this moment is what feels real and I am haunted by our history. Oh please be happy, my love I wouldn't have it any other way. But please tell me you will touch me again in the light of day. I look to the screen for proof of what I know, Alone in our rooms we say what we can't face to face even though, I know you love me, you know I love you too. I just want to be happy, in this moment, here with you.
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Apr 6, 2015
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Old habits don't die at all

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