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I'll go away where no one sees,
I'll sit lonely under the trees.
I'll think of you and the times we had;
Our first meet, or how you were my source of heat.
I'll think of our first kiss, and everything after that, which lead to infinite bliss.
How you held my hand, and when I was weak you helped me to stand.
Or our day at the fair, and the all night when I couldn't help but to stare.
Without you all that goes away,
And if you're gone, I can't take another day.
I keep going because you're what I live for,
But if you were gone, I couldn't stand it anymore.
Don't you leave, because I'd be alone to grieve.
I can't live without you,
So I'd surely make it so I didn't have to. . .