Im staring at the stars,
Wondering where you are.
Watching from the towers,
Minutes feel like hours.
The longest day of my life,
Cut the tension with a knife.
Your eyes are like beams,
I see them in my dreams.
I need some quiet time to think,
While I try not to blink.
I can still hear your laugh,
Measured on a graph.
One to a million,
You get a billion.
I want this feeling to pass,
Hope it happens fast.
It came from above,
I still need your love.
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