I need to talk with you,
For you were my friend,
I loved you and I miss you,
If only my broken heart could mend.
I need you now to tell you,
That things are not the same,
I need you now to hold you tight,
I want you back again.
On this grey and gloomy morning,
My spirits are very low,
I need you like the sunshine,
Because I miss you so.
I could cry a billion tears for you,
But it wouldn't change the pain,
For grief brings so much misery,
Knowing you won't be back again.
Jayne Louise Davies
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