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Until Then

The day I retire 

My hearts first desire

Maybe then I’ll miss you.

When my mind stops aching

When my heart is done breaking

That day, I’ll miss you.

The first night I lie

And not wish he was by my side

That is the night i’ll miss you

After his voice ceases

And my obsession crumbles to pieces

After that, I will miss you.

When I notice the blue

In your eyes is a brighter hue

That is the moment I will start to miss you

When you are long gone, and I am alone

With my memories, photographs, a dead number on my phone,

Already, I will be missing you.

When his ghost abandons its embrace,

And yours takes its place.

I won’t be missing him. I’ll be missing you

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