I knew it was to good to be true.

I was in a dream.
Glad that you felt the same.

Glad that it finally happened.
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But always that strong feeling that everything wasn't allright.
Always afraid I would lost you.
I would do something wrong.
I woludn't be good enough.
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And well, I thought right. Didn't I?
That game of yours.
I don't think you'll ever know how much I sank that moment.
How I felt.
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But still.
All I can think of is what I did wrong.
Which part of me wasn't enough?
I just were myself.
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That smell of yours.
Your arms.
Your eyes.
Your smile.
Your hands.
Your hair.
Your laugh.
The feeling of your hand in mine.
 I miss you so.