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Missing You

staying up late eating the largest amount of junk laughing so hard that we cant even talk staying up late living on the phone with conversations that make this feel like my home staying up late "she said what?!" -instigating without the drama but not letting it get to our head but now... now i stay up late staring out the window looking at the moon and hoping you are too staying up late worrying and hoping and wondering when you're coming home.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Book: Shattered Sighs