tomorrow is a year...

i dont cry
- anymore -
when i think about you
i dont wake up
- gasping -
when i dream of you,
its been a year now and sometimes it hurts so bad
i want to cry
but i wont
- i take comfort -
in the sound of your laugh,
when i do something stupid
the sound of your breathing,
when im half awake
the way youre still here
- with us -
every day in so many ways...
i think of you
when im making those tough calls
yes or no or maybe so
ask what you would do
and i trust what you tell me
and always will.
i miss you,
i love you,
that spot in my heart will always be yours
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Lance