The way you use to be

by Brittane   May 23, 2007


I miss the way you use to love me.
The way you'd say I love you.
The way you'd say my name.
I miss the way we could talk all night.
They way you'd always make me laugh.
And the way we'd never fight.
I miss the things you use to say.
Everything you said would brighten My day.
I miss your smile.
And how It gave me butterflies.
I miss you loving me.
And most of all I miss the way you use to be.

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