i miss you. miss you. miss you.
When I dance all the faces seems to look like you.
When I saw your friend I told him I miss you.
Why do I keep thinking of you?
Everybody ask me not to, but why I keep doing it .
I miss calling you Bee, miss hugging your pregant tummy.
Miss seeing your stupid bagey.
i cant carry on typing anymore, real tired. Still waiting for your call .
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