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You filled a hole in my life.

But it wasn't a relationship hole.

And it wasn't a lustful hole.

It was some other special kind of hole.



A deep friendship of some kind.

Partly from the heart but more from the mind.

But I started to play the wrong role.

I tried to fit a square peg into a round hole.



I thought it would be okay.

If we just didn't go all the way.

If we just stayed close and remained good friends forever

that would have been really great.

But you can't knock one out of the park, round all the bases,

and stop just a few inches from home plate.



Things got out of hand.

It didn't go as planned.

Now I miss you.

And I know it was all my fault anyway.

But I miss you.

If I ran into you now I wouldn't know what to say.

I miss you.

I hope we get together again some day.

If we had to do it again, I wouldn't do it the same way.



Since you've been out of my life

it feels like part of me's been killed.

Since you've been out of my life

There's a hole that just can't be filled.

But it's not a relationship hole.

And it's not a lustful hole.

It's some other special kind of hole.