• Everyday i sit in my room
    Thinking about when we
    Will finally meet again
    It'z been a while
    And i miss you so

    I think about all
    Those good times
    We had
    All those times you
    Made me laugh

    Then i just start
    To cry
    I start to miss
    You so badly
    That i daydream
    About having you
    Back in my arms

    To play those
    Stupid games
    All day long

    I miss the
    Feeling of protection
    Whenever your around
    The feeling of
    Safety when
    Your in the room

    I just miss everything
    About you
    And it just makes me
    Want you
    More and More

    And yet i know
    That it was time
    To let you go

    And maybe one day
    We will meet again