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I spend my time missing you when you're gone The seconds blur to minutes; can't keep track of time. Life ceases to exist when I can't hear your voice; Leaves me catatonic as I uselessly pine. I spend my time missing you when you're gone The months fade to years; I grow not a bit. I spend my time missing you when you're gone; A hole left unfilled by your sharp wit. I spend my time missing you when you're gone The hours turn to weeks; Earth stops her rotation. I spend my time missing you when you're gone; It's a beautifully painful, endless situation. . I spend my time content with your company The seconds become months I never want to leave. I spend my time content with your company The hours become years and time seems to freeze. I spend my time content with your company The weeks become centuries and I soar with glee. I spend my time content with your company The years become millenniums and I am set free. I spend my time missing you when you're gone But the moment you return; life is restored to me. I spend my time content with your company I am at my happiest when you've returned, finally.
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
I Spend My Time
I spend my time missing you when you're gone The seconds blur to minutes; can't keep track of time. Life ceases to exist when I can't hear your voice; Leaves me catatonic as I uselessly pine. I spend my time missing you when you're gone The months fade to years; I grow not a bit. I spend my time missing you when you're gone; A hole left unfilled by your sharp wit. I spend my time missing you when you're gone The hours turn to weeks; Earth stops her rotation. I spend my time missing you when you're gone; It's a beautifully painful, endless situation. . I spend my time content with your company The seconds become months I never want to leave. I spend my time content with your company The hours become years and time seems to freeze. I spend my time content with your company The weeks become centuries and I soar with glee. I spend my time content with your company The years become millenniums and I am set free. I spend my time missing you when you're gone But the moment you return; life is restored to me. I spend my time content with your company I am at my happiest when you've returned, finally.
im considering deleting this before i have more time to examine the feeling that inspired it in the first place because wow ew
#love#sad#life#maybe#missing#bpd#pinning
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
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