You?e gone now
More or less
For the rest of the summer
Three long months
And today is the first day
I stayed in bed
Shades down and covers up
And I miss the smallest of things
Like email in the morning
Before she left for school
Or the way she looked at me
As we lay on her floor
The hardest part of letting you go
Is the empty feeling when you?e gone
But I
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