As I lay lying
I think of him again
of how he was so sweet and caring
how he looked at me with those dark brown eyes
how he would whisper to me that he loved me
I miss him every second of the day
I miss his laugh
his voice and his beautiful charming smile
If only I could have another day with him
I miss him so much I would die for him
I wish I had my soul mate back...
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