I Miss You…


You were mysterious to me...
There was something about you I just had to see...
But I never got the chance...
After my jealously I haven't talked to you since...

You could make my day...
And make me frown...
But now when I say hey...
I tend to look to the ground...

Wondering what I did wrong...
Questioning myself to a pulp...
Missing you more than ever...
To see you again I could only hope...

And still today...
I shall remain...
A slave...
To my own pain...

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