Anything But You

I can't see anything but you.

The color yellow,

The music I hear.

The smiles,

The tears,

It's always you.

It isn't goodbye, my love.

It's more of a goodnight.

Tonight becomes tomorrow so fast, 

And in twenty years, the night will seem so small.

Think of me in good times and in bad,

In times of happy and times of sad.

Look at me, one last time.

Now turn around.

Turn back around. I'm still here.

I'll always be right here.

Keep moving forward.

But don't be scared to look back once in a while.

I can't see anything but you. 

I see you in the mirror.

I see you in my eyes.

And I wouldn't have it any other way.

The End

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