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A hundred times I (didn’t) miss you.
I miss you.
Oh, how I miss you.
Your coffee is getting cold
Being lonely is getting old.
I miss the way you said my name
Silently on hold.
I miss waking up next to you
Only you were never there
So I guess all of this really isn’t fair.
I longed for that kiss goodbye
As I walk down the stairs
I must have just missed you.
You don’t really care.
I missed you in the audience of my show
Because you know, you never go
But let’s just go with the flow.
I miss you.
Oh, how I miss you.
I miss that time you kissed me on the beach.
That kiss was just out of reach.
Sorry, this has become quite the speech.
I really did miss you.
I miss you because you’re familiar, not because you’re safe.
I mostly miss you when you’re late.
I miss you when you’re sober.
I missed you before you said it’s over.
Remember that big trip?
Yeah i missed you.
Oh, how I miss you.
I miss the way you taste
Like a spoiled wine you drank too late.
A hundred times I miss you.
But not the way you think.
And every night I go to sleep
I miss you.