Another month.Another year.Another smile.Another tear.Another winter and another summer too. But there can never be another you. Miss you.
Sometimes, its not the person you miss, its the feelings, moments and memories you had with them.
No, I am not okay… I miss you.
I MISS YOU. A little too much, a little too often, and a little more every day.
It’s hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember..
I miss you a little, a little too much, a little too often and a little more each day.
Another month.Another year.Another smile.Another tear.Another winter and another summer too. But there can never be another you. Miss you.
Sometimes, its not the person you miss, its the feelings, moments and memories you had with them.
No, I am not okay… I miss you.
I MISS YOU. A little too much, a little too often, and a little more every day.
It’s hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember..
I miss you a little, a little too much, a little too often and a little more each day.