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I have a bad habit of always thinking I'm in love.
But, it's only been three days since the beginning of this,
and I can't even begin to imagine how I will survive this week
without his arms. When minutes after our last kiss goodbye,
he tells me he misses me already, and I am aching listening
to this mix that he made me, romantic songs making me
wish he could be here to hold me through the night again.
But, it's only been three days since the beginning of this,
and I can't even begin to imagine how I will survive this week
without his arms. When minutes after our last kiss goodbye,
he tells me he misses me already, and I am aching listening
to this mix that he made me, romantic songs making me
wish he could be here to hold me through the night again.