I keep your picture in my head, for when i'm feeling sad; I don't know why I would be. The way your smile is so real, I feel like I could start to understand your grace. But I could understand why you're not here with me. And I don't even want to know where else you'll be; Because i've got photographs and memories of the times when you weren't on my mind, and I was alone; and I have poetry and drawings of my life, when you weren't on my side, and I didn't know: just what is love?
Im writing moments on my walls; the different colors keeps my mind away from missing you; And I can't wait to fall asleep, slip into my deals, where we can dance among the stars. And i'll be as patient as a guy in love can be, and I feel like I wasn't real until you were a part of me.
I need you back.
I need you here.
I need your smile.
I need your eyes.
I need you dear.
'cause every line on your face
makes a beautiful maze for my eyes to trace.
Cause I have photographs of memories of the times when you weren't on my mind and I was alone.
JDP

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