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When the sun goes down, the night emerges in a blink of an eye, everything changes. Happy mornings, Lonely nights how I wish I could go back. To the day where it began. When everything was fun and games. When the nights lasted for hours because we were under each others powers. You kissed my cheek, but really it was my heart. The touch of you felt complete. It was the end yet a new start. When I closed my eyes, my heart skipped a beat. The saying, "You don't know what you have til' it's gone" Is a saying I will forever depend on because I now know what it means to feel alone. Now you are gone Like a cold winter night Wanting to hold you tight in my arms and tell you, I miss you But you're gone This I know. Nothing will be the same It's just a hollow feeling left inside. All there is left to do is hope that life brings us back to each other, to never fall out of love. To always love each other like the first night where it all started & you held me to never let me go.
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Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 4:00 AM UTC
Back To The Beginning
When the sun goes down, the night emerges in a blink of an eye, everything changes. Happy mornings, Lonely nights how I wish I could go back. To the day where it began. When everything was fun and games. When the nights lasted for hours because we were under each others powers. You kissed my cheek, but really it was my heart. The touch of you felt complete. It was the end yet a new start. When I closed my eyes, my heart skipped a beat. The saying, "You don't know what you have til' it's gone" Is a saying I will forever depend on because I now know what it means to feel alone. Now you are gone Like a cold winter night Wanting to hold you tight in my arms and tell you, I miss you But you're gone This I know. Nothing will be the same It's just a hollow feeling left inside. All there is left to do is hope that life brings us back to each other, to never fall out of love. To always love each other like the first night where it all started & you held me to never let me go.
rebecca-figueroa
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Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 4:00 AM UTC
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