I still think of you, every single day.
I hate that I miss you, ‘cause I know you’re never coming back.
I’m not okay. Not yet.
But soon, I know I’ll be.
I’ll forever love you, though.
And from this day, everything that I do, will be to you.
Forgive me for looking at the skies too much.
I know you’re smiling down on me…+
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