When You Are Gone
  

I sit here and think about when you are gone.
Oh, how those days will feel so long.
I can't begin to tell you, in your language or in mine,
how much I've grown to like you, the words I can not find.
You have touched my soul and you have healed my heart.
I can't believe its coming soon, the day that we must part. 
I have tried to show you in so many different ways,
I have saved nothing to tell you, in the last few days.
Having nothing left to say, some how that feels so wrong,
So I will make one request, remember me when you are gone.
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