miss you
every once and a while i think about you
you were my first real love and you loved me
we laughed together cried together
fought together
i guess thats what happend we fought to much
and till this day i regret it
i loved and missed you more then anything ive ever felt
and now we have seperate lives
and still after all i still think about you
how it used to be and how it was meant to be
dunkelheit, man, 40 jaar
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