Missing You

September 16, 2008
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Missing you is like living a life without oxygen, a peanut butter sandwich without the jelly, a balloon with no air.

I need you, living with you gone kills me everyday, you mean so much to me.

I wake-up in pain knowing that you won't be there waiting for me.

It kills me to know that I will never see you, or be with you, I miss you, and I love you.

When I dream I dream only for you, when I breath, every breath is meant for you.

When I die I hope to see you again, once we're united we'll be whole, once more, once again.

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erinlem said...
Sept. 18, 2008 at 8:15 pm
<3myluvsong182 said...
Sept. 18, 2008 at 10:37 pm
omg...i can ttly relate...lol luv ur work keep it up
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