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Every time my eyes close i relive all the kisses,
even though i won't admit it's all the misses,
if i had 3 wishes i'd use them all on
you and never again would i have to call on

my cell telling you, no yelling, why'd you leave?
sure we never were much but still i grieve,
wear my heart on my sleeve so everyone can see,
the pain i feel and the honest kind i can be,

cause every time someone i care to daily see,
keeps things borrowed and walks out on me,
it sticks in my mind as a mistake i made,
never as being the board game played,

i'm beginning to understand who i messed up with,
not many since i know who i do kiss,
or thought i did, every now and then,
i think of how sad it is to be lonely again.