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To Mason – I Still Miss You
by Kristen Caccavale
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  Crying hard
Lots of tears
That's now how
I want to spend my years
All over you
You won't talk to me
'Cause of something untrue
As the days pass by
Without your calls
The more I cry
The more tears fall
I don't know what to do
I just want to be your friend
But is it really worth it?
All in the end?

I thought I wouldn't cry
If you were gone
But then I break down
During a sad song
Just talk to me
It just may help
'Cause I can't solve this
By myself
I just want to cry
I can't believe
That you would trust that lie
I always thought
That you would be there
But now it doesn't seem
Like you really care

You meant more to me
Than anyone else
I would always pick you up
Every time you fell
But now you've left me
I'm all alone
You won't even talk to me
When I call your phone
I've lost you
Now I'm losing myself
Not only mentally
But in my health

My hair's falling out
And I'm dropping pounds
And when I try to talk
I don't make a sound
My eyes look more like glass
Than they do as eyes
When I see myself
I just want to cry...
And this is all because
You believed something
So untrue
And even though I shouldn't
I still miss you
I don't know what to do
Could this be the end?
I hope it's not
'Cause I'll miss my friend.
June 18 ,2006
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