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Miss You Tonight

The previous email is so very important to me, and so were some other previous emails, in case it matters :)

Meanwhile, I miss you tonight, so I came to write this...
I miss you tonight
so I came to write
this song for you

You were my best friend
and that doesn't end
in a heart that's true

Now the little time
I put in this rhyme
may reflect the way things are

but still you live on in my heart
you are never gone
no matter how far you are

I miss just watching TV with you silently
I miss sharing an evening meal
I miss helping each other process our days
and understanding the way we feel
I miss sharing softball and tennis and more
and cheering our teams, no matter the score
I miss checking in just to know we were alright
I miss just saying good morning and good night
love you - that felt so right
saying nite nite, love you
made everything alright

I miss knowing you always cared
and you were always there
if I needed anything

I miss everything we shared
and I just want you to be aware
I am here for you
anything I can do
I will do for you

I miss every little thing
that best friends do
I miss a heart so true
I miss you
The ending definitely needs work, but there you are. I'm going to sleep now. Nite nite, love you. :)

hl,
me

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