The more we talk about you leaving
The faster the tears fall down my face
My heart floods out by the tears that
It cries not knowing how to deal
With it all you tell me everything
Will be fine but you don't know that
For sure
The thought of me not being in your
Arms for days, weeks, and even months
Kills me the day you leave will
Be the day that I start crying
Myself to sleep til your return
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