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I don't know what mood you'll be in today, but I just want to say, that I miss you when you're not around, and I wish I had stood closer. I wish you had come for drinks when I asked you too, I wish you didn't look at me sometimes, like you do. You know, tentative and hurt. Not by me, but hurt all the same. I want you to know that I am struggling to let you go. Struggling not to tell you how I really feel about you. So tomorrow, when we're around each other, I ask you to please see through me. Hear the thoughts that race around my head when your back is turned. Notice the way I move. See how much I want you.