the longing is a pain
a heavy pressure on my chest
it rarely leaves
and my day becomes a quest
to try not to think about her
and all that she brings
forget about her magic
all the beautiful things
surely there are other things to life
but i can't think of one single thing
that matters more
than just to see her
just to see her
her smile
her touch
her smell
her laugh
the longing is a friend
a way to stay close
and feel like she's here
and feel like she knows
that when i say i would die for her
it's not just words
i really would
and to make the world a safer place for her
well i believe i really could
surely there are other things to life
but i can't think of one single thing
that matters more
than just to see her
just to see her
her smile
her touch
her smell
her laugh
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