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Everynight I sit on the roof and All I do up there, Is think of you. Holding your hand. Kissing you, Doing things that other coupls do. My heart skips a beat when I see, Your name flashing on my phone. When I hang up, it's like dieing. Only knowing that I can only use, Phone or the Fameous Instant Messenger. We both are ment to meet, We have so much in common. Things that are too good to be true. You are of what I dream of, everynight. Saying 'I love you' makes me melt the only thing I can say back is 'I love you too.' Telling me you hurt yourself Makes me feel like you hurt me too, Which you did. Having a laugh 'till I g