I Miss You

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By <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

When I tell you I miss you, I don't know if you understand, the words mean much more than nothing. I wish you were holding my hand. The words I speak so often mean that I want you here. You are too far away, I wish I could hold you near. So, next time I tell you 'I miss you' Know that I picture you here. And the next time that I see you, I will be holding you near.

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July 7, 2010 19:53soumi

short but truely sweet....