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Do you think of me when you look at the sun?
Do you feel me when you feel the warmth?
Do you see me when you close your eyes?
The climate tells us apart. I'd like to feel the warmth but all I feel is... cold. You were always the brightest little firefly in my jar. The thing about fireflies though is the beautiful light only lasts for so long and then... darkness.
Point of all this...
I still miss you.
Do you feel me when you feel the warmth?
Do you see me when you close your eyes?
The climate tells us apart. I'd like to feel the warmth but all I feel is... cold. You were always the brightest little firefly in my jar. The thing about fireflies though is the beautiful light only lasts for so long and then... darkness.
Point of all this...
I still miss you.