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I miss dancing with you
Even though we never really danced.
I guess I just miss thinking about it
And knowing you would if I asked you to.
Yeah I miss being touched and being held
But I'm the one that broke my own heart
And now I regret it to an extent.
When I tell them I'm over it,
Never again,
And then they make their advances.
That's then I sorry.
Do you understand?
I want to call you and I should
But what's the use
Because I'm over it,
Never again.
But I don't know.
I can't dance with you anymore
And I miss it. I miss you.
September 4, 2004 by Vuelo
Poetry » Life Rated: K, English, Romance & Poetry, Words: 117, Published: 9/4/2004
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