And on nights like these
When the moon shines bright
I can't help but fight
The tides of emotions that rise and fall
And within, all these moles snowball
Into a lofty mountain

I crib, I regret
I try to forget
In the end, once again
When it's about to rain
The calm outside and the tempest within
Make me hopelessly wonder

How is it possible
To miss someone
Only when you are with them.



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