But then, I miss me. I'm not in the same place, well yes, we've moved, but it's more than that. I miss things the way they were, but I guess we all have to move on.
It's after midnight and I'm not making sense. Just know I'm thinking of you, and often.
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But then, I miss me. I'm not in the same place, well yes, we've moved, but it's more than that. I miss things the way they were, but I guess we all have to move on.
It's after midnight and I'm not making sense. Just know I'm thinking of you, and often.
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