The part I hate most at night
Is leaving you to hug your pillow tight
I also hate leaving you
Even to do what you gotta do
I hate not talking 24/7
Even if we have till we're off to heaven
I hate seeing you sad
And unable to be there makes me feel so bad
I hate the fact that I cant hold you
and comfort you or take those walks I want to
I love that I love you, its the best thing ever
But some things I hate, and could always be better
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