Last day
When you walk away I don't know if this going to be are last time we get to see each other i hold you tight i take in your smell and rub your face , I remember the way you hold my hand and kiss my lips . Look in yours eyes and see love. I but ever time you walk away I wonder if this was i our last day . So the next time I see you I hold you a little bit tighter then the last time kiss you a little bit longer . It could be I need you always next to be or that i just hate to miss you .
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