#Imy

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July 2012

I count the days i am without,
no star QB could teach me the correct routes,
still posted in your area, no infection,
i lost track watching her body catch the interception,

never second guessin, sometimes i worry,
cause distance and oceans can destroy glory,
can't be another sad story to tell a future,
ask a girls point of view, hope she is sure,

cause all i remember is your eyes, your smile, your touch,
your legs, your lips, your hair, memories are too much,
instead of every week having you in my sight,
i evolved to wishing my dreams good night,

holding back won't turn back time, lose pride,
what are my sources? believe me, i've tried,
deep down inside i bottle up my feelings,
won't open them up until we're again laying together under my ceiling.

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jj

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