My Life Post-it
Sunday, April 22, 2012
So far away and yet you feel so close
And the days they linger on
A
nd every night when I'm waiting for
The real possibility that I may meet you in my dreams
Sometimes you're there and you're talking back to me
Come the morning I can swear that you're next to me
And its ok
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