Absence Make the Heart Grow Weaker
Each day I don’t see you
Is another stab to my heart
Another piece taken away
From my weakening heart
I want you so bad
It kills me to think about you
I guess im suicidal
Because I just cant stop
I want to be with you
At this very moment
I want you next to me
I want to hear your voice
Is it so sad
That I want you so bad
Or is this just love?
Copyright © Chamonique Knowles | Year Posted 2009
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