What I do..
when the nights are cold,
the day is not nearly as bright,
& walking alone.
I think of you.
the sound of your voice,
the way you make me feel,
the love you hold inside.
then, no reason at all,
I seem to come across the weirdest things..
Orange Juice.
I had to buy it.
Made me think of you.
Socks.. at every store I go to..
It made me think of you.
Weird as these items might be..
And the fact, I carry around..
just this one penny.
This girl means the world to me..
She is the one that brings brighter days,
love into my life.
& happiness at every corner I turn.
She is my everything.
Dislocated Heart
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