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Of the moments the image of you occupied my each fleeting moment, Of the moments of forgetten smiles. A wisp of music brought you back A tint of memory a smile renewed I know I miss you and you know it too. For the night I confessed I saw tears, pure as pearls roll down as I held you. They were sweet as a shared fry shared in a scandalous laughter. Of hands intertwined as we smiled, in a hall with strangers we felt free. Of endless phone calls, of timeless texts. Each do I ever cherish. Can I have more of those nights? Can I have more of those moments? Sometimes my heart wonders, what if distance never was a part of the equation? Ever wondered? Why oh why? But as much as I try, My heart still yearns for you... yep! After all this time, it still wants you by my side. For, it is never content without you.