A Temporary Goodbye

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By Morning After

A tear falls as his car drives away and it scares me to know that his place in bed will be empty, where he used to lay. I cry his name in the middle of the night, trying to push away reality but I'm not winning the fight. I know he is not gone forever, only until Janurary but when you love someone so much it still hurts to say a temporary goodbye.

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December 25, 2005 17:20SwEEt MeMORiEs

THATS REALLY SWEET.