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I think I'll write you a poem,
surely one you do deserve.
It's seems like it's been a while
since i've said a kinder word..
I'd like to say I miss you,
can't seem to write right now.
Funny little inside jokes;
I really want to laugh out loud.
I miss you means it's longer,
two days feel so damn long.
Did you know you're in every word I hear?
You're in every single song.
Hey, Jesse, I want to say I'm sorry.
I know I'll never deserve your love.
But I want to tell you thank you..
Coy boy=angel from above.
Oh, look, that made me smile,
that little thing you like about me.
Laugh a little louder,
I bet I'll hear it, Jesse.
Do you remember, I still owe you?
A favour or maybe four.
Days are stretching faster,
but the world is twisting more.
I don't write you enough poems,
I really think I should.
I hope and pray you're smiling;
that tells me this poem's good.
Babby Bear'll be back soon,
been two days, about five more to go.
Wesse, my tomato,
I miss you, dontchaknow?
This poem seems a little buzzed,
it's how I'm coping now.
I think I'm overreacting
but everything seems loud.
Just a little poem,
to say I wish time flew...
The poems not dead, no, not quite...
because it's still a poem about me and you.
**To Jesse**
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