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As much as i try, and try i have,

without you here i feel understaffed,

fearing to ask so i commit treason,

cause i'd rather suffer then know the real reason,

we changed like the season leading up to winter,

you ran quick enough, mistook you for a sprinter,

didn't give me a hint or respectable truth,

but still i can't stop missing you,

what can i do? i miss everything about you,

wish i could hold you, wish i were allowed to,

cause for once i was genuinely happy, no over thinking,

but you were the ship and the iceburg, now i'm stuck sinking,

all my time thinking that i don't regret one thing,

thinking that one night you'll give my cell a ring,

until then any ring or text from any other person,

will only be the reason my mood worsens.