I guess I'm trying to say, I miss you.

I'm hurt again
But you didn't say a thing
Maybe that's the problem

I keep spilling
All these words to you
But they never mean enough

Your old book
Jeans and hoody
I don't want to give them back

They hurt me to see them
But I can't let go
Will you ever come back to me?

The End

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