and i can't find sleep,
i think about your brown hair,
how we made others stare,
and even though i said i wouldn't,
when it comes down to the truth,
i'm missing you.
as i think,
i head to the kitchen for a drink,
it hit me hard,
when i woke up with you gone,
when it comes down to the truth,
i'm missing you.
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