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Couldn't you have stayed a bit longer?
Or would that have made this worse?
Usually we would be talking right now.
Neither of us ever wanted to hang up.
Those nights were always my favorite.
I used to love the sound of your voice.
Nothing can calm me like it could.
Good nights sleep doesn't come anymore.

Surely we were supposed to be more.
That's what I thought.
At least, thats what I hoped.
Right until you proved me wrong.
Still, though, I miss you more and more every day.

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