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Out of all the nights that i kick it,

i would replace it, i wish you'd visit,

cause i truly miss it, the ending slapped me,

and had me thinking i'd never again be as happy,

for once i had we, or at least thought,

just like you loved me, a thought,

not something bought cause it was desired,

only something borrowed after you felt retired,

the whole "we" inspired way too much writing,

way too much silence and not enough fighting,

now a text is igniting a flame already burning bright,

not sure if i look forward to or fear dreaming tonight,

i'm sure i'll see you, like i have each night,

and i'm sure i'll wake up with my dream temporarily in sight,

but it's alright, i still live and breathe,

all i can hope is somewhere later on there's another better we.