I hate to admit that I tried looking everywhere for you.
I hate to admit that my eyes want to always see you within my reach.
I hate to admit that I've always wanted to find ways to communicate with you.
You are not mine. You never even once belonged to me.
This is astray. I'm on the wrong track.
I know I shouldn't be like this. I'm just hurting myself again.
But please, could you just show up one last time, at the end of the year?
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