I'll live with a broken heart....until i die.

I see colours, I hear sounds, I dream dreams and I smile.

I can feel it in my chest, beating faster and faster.

If i could, i'd look you in the eyes and say i'm sorry.

I'm not allowed to kiss him.
I'm not allowed to touch him.
I'm not allowed to see him.
I'm not allowed to call him.
But I'm allowed to miss him.

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