-{ Missing You }-

More than you know
I think of past days
In summer sun
With summer friends
And summer adventures
That would never die
With all of us laughing
Dancing in the streets 'til morning
Sleeping over but never asleep
Inside jokes
Old songs playing on the radio
Trips and tickets still in my grasp
Star-gazing on colder nights
Wrapped up in our world
With everything at our fingertips

And I miss you most of all

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