Little pieces of you everywhere
Like to follow me around when you're gone.
I guess it's going to sound pretty weird,
But they're all stalking me
Like they want me to remember, that I can't get to you.
And if you're thinking about me,
You're on my mind too.
I miss you.
That picture I have of us
Loves to watch me while you're gone.
This is going to make me sound paranoid,
But it seems like you're staring at me,
Like your eyes in the picture are watching my moves.
I hope you're thinking about me,
Because I can't stop thinking about you.
I miss you.
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