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I remember the times we spent together
1stFeb 24, 2012 by
chelss
On those drives, we had a million questions all about our lives. And when we got to New York, everything felt right. I wish you were here with me tonight. I remember the days we spent together were not enough, and it used to feel like dreaming except we always woke up. Never thought not having you here now would hurt so much. Tonight I’ve fallen and I can’t get up, I need your loving hands to come and pick me up. And every night I miss you I can just look up and know the stars are holding you tonight. I remember the times you told me about when you were eight, and all those things you said that night that just couldn’t wait. I remember the car you were last seen in and the games we would play. All the times we spilled our coffees and stayed out way too late. I remember the time you told me about your Jesus and how not to look back even if no one believes us. Well it hurts so bad sometimes not having you here.
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