Saturday, March 28, 2015

When you're gone

I'll love you when you're  gone. 
Across the world,  or the country. 
I'll love you through the silly conversations where you speak so bluntly. 
I'll love you through the bad times and the fights, 
I'll love you when you're on your flights. 

Tell me where you are is beautiful,  
And that you are happy. 
Tell me you are where you want to be
I'll be happy for you gladly

I'll be in love with you forever my love,  
And here I'll be when push comes to shove. 
But in the early morning at the break of dawn, 
I can't help but love you when you're gone. 

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