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I don’t miss wondering if you’ll ever make me yours
or those times I said ‘I love you’ with no reply
the aching, empty pain in my heart
that made me hold my arms tight around my chest for fear of falling apart
or the nights I couldn’t sleep because you weren’t there.
I’ve become accustomed to your deep breathing when you sleep,
to that silly little smile that plays on your lips when you dream
and the way your body fits perfectly behind mine.
You give me hope in a hopeless world
that even if things don’t work out the way we want,
they’ll always work out the way they should
and in 50 years you’ll still be right here making sure
that I don’t have to sleep alone.
or those times I said ‘I love you’ with no reply
the aching, empty pain in my heart
that made me hold my arms tight around my chest for fear of falling apart
or the nights I couldn’t sleep because you weren’t there.
I’ve become accustomed to your deep breathing when you sleep,
to that silly little smile that plays on your lips when you dream
and the way your body fits perfectly behind mine.
You give me hope in a hopeless world
that even if things don’t work out the way we want,
they’ll always work out the way they should
and in 50 years you’ll still be right here making sure
that I don’t have to sleep alone.