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Every night when I lie awake and dream of times better than this I seem to always find myself tracing my fingers over your face. I seem to always be recording every thing you ever said ,because even though I know we aren't speaking now, Maybe I could still replay your voice over in my head And than maybe.. just maybe.. I wont lose you completely and than perhaps I'll still have a piece of my heart. At least than I'll still have a piece of my best friend. But its not like you care.. maybe you never did........ God knows you've already forgotten me and gone on to her instead