He was good to me, made me feel right, that night before his flight.
All he wanted was my love and my time
I gave him everything that was mine
He took it all without decline
I couldn't help but feel that I would not see him again
perhaps that this was the end
I was happy that we had what we had
even if it wasn't that deep
I caught myself looking over at him
while we laid there falling asleep
I was going to miss him...
his face, his smile, his taste, his scent
Atleast I do have that...
the memories that we made
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