Honey? Oh, I forgot I can't call you in this way.
Month has followed - it's the same, maybe a little bit sad and you don't tell: Goodnight and I can't sleep because of it.
I've got your sweater in hands and tears are falling on the floor. I can't stop missing, can't stop thinking about what we could do together, there are a lot of places, cinemas, shops which we could go or maybe we could stay at home and lie together in bed...
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