You’re killing me
In the literal since of the word
Each time I see you
I die a little more
Each day passes by
And all I can do is cry
Not a day goes by
Where a tear doesn’t pass my eye
I’m dead inside
Waiting for you
To be by my side
So I’ll sit here and write
Until you’re back
By my side
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