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With you, I thought I had found the answer to forever

Someone with whom my heart would not sever

but here I am again questioning why

Even though you are in my heart, I still want to die

Are you not my cure,

Was I ever so wrong to feel that you were

You were my summer sky

Under the stars we could just lie  

Dreams of tomorrow we held so tight

I would see you whenever I turn out tjhe light, to fall asleep at night

But having you there does not kill the pain like it should

Maybe I was werong to ever think it would