Sometimes..
Sometimes i still miss,
The way life used to be, so much bliss
Sometimes I want to cry even though I'm with him
I awake in the night longing for your touch, a whim
Sometimes this loss is like death
I mourn and yearn for you, pain so hard, one cannot catch one's breath
Sometimes I have to smile,
hides everything, I feel dirty and vile
Sometimes is just a cover
'Cause this feeling never leaves, it hovers
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