Sometimes

Sometimes, I think I need you.

The way the moon needs the night sky to shine.

The way that fish need water to breathe.

Sometimes, I think I miss you.

The way a child misses their parents.

The way a man misses his first love.

Sometimes, I still think of you.

The way I think of rain.

In your eyes their was only truth.

I just wanted to take away your pain.

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