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I Sometimes imagine you next to me

Your arms around me

and we'd just lie



I Sometimes imagine you kissing my cheek

whispering into my ear

and stroking my hair



I Sometimes imagine you holding my hand

My head resting on your shoulder

Our fingers are entwined



I sometimes imagine us talking, early morning, it's barely light

Over cigarettes and dark coffee

You'd probably have whiskey in yours



I sometimes imagine you smiling at me

Like you really mean it, but

you're too proud.