Miss You all the time.

by Palveen   Feb 18, 2007


I don't know why
i miss the time,
that went so fine,
that makes me die.

I miss the care,
he did so rare.
I miss his smile
that made me go wild.

I miss the way,
he told me i am his.
i miss the way,
he told me he lives for me.

i miss my phone ringing an night
he calling me in the dim of a light.
i miss the three golden words,
that now makes me cry and make a flood.

i miss him the time,
which never will now be mine.
I miss him when,
i think of then.

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