The Beginning. The Middle. The End.
Monday, January 31, 2011
The further I get from your star, the less light I feel on my face.
It doesn't mean I miss you any less.
Things will remind me and I will recall.
Our hearts were in sync.
Our thoughts were spinning.
Our eyes were full.
I don't want to miss you any more.
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