February 23, 1999

I long to hear your voice,

Just to know that you're near.

But, you've made a choice,

So, I know you are not here.

Why did you have to leave,

Without even saying "good-bye"

I kow that I'm not being decieved,

But still I sit here and cry.

I miss you so very much,

Oh, why can you not see?

I just need to feel your touch,

I can see us there, you and me.

I wish I could hold you,

But, no, I have to wait.

You might feel that way, too.

But Friday is much too late.

I want to see you now,

I do not want to wait.

For the stars to come out,

And secretly seal our fate.

Call me as soon as you are near,

For I long to hear your voice.

Just to know that you are here.

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