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Long Gone
‘How much do you love me?’
 ‘I love you more than the sun and the moon’
 She smiles and holds my hand
 I smile back and look her in the eye
 ‘I love you too’
 
 I love you
 The words that mean the most
 The words that hurt the most
 When she’s Long Gone
 
 The day seems so clear
 The day I saw her beautiful brown eyes
 The day I fell for her
 The day I knew she was different
 
 She was nothing special
 She was just a girl
 A girl with brown eyes
 A girl with brown hair
 She wasn’t tall
 She wasn’t beautiful
 But I saw past that
 She was mine
 
 They say beauty is in
 The eye of the beholder
 But I’m not the beholder
 Now that she’s Long Gone
 
 ‘I will never hurt you’
 She says as she holds me
 “And I will be with you until the end of time’
 I say as I look down at her
 
 ‘You broke your promise...’
 I message her
 ‘I didn’t think I would feel the way
 I do now when I made that promise’
 Was her reply
 
 I sit alone in the kitchen
 Wondering where I went wrong
 Where did I go wrong I wonder 
 As she’s Long Gone
 
 My heart cracks every time I see her
 My heart cracks every time she’s not near me
 My heart cracks every time I see her with someone else
 My heart cracks because she isn’t mine
 
 I see her everyday
 I walk past her in the halls
 I sit by her at lunch
 We speak on occasion
 But that doesn’t mean 
 She’s not Long Gone

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