Life has a way Of throwing things At us, when we'd Rather just be with Someone we love.
These slings, These arrows Through dangerous barrows And dungeons filled with undead. I realize, I'm missing you, Red.
I can only say one thing today I'm missing you, more, not less And what more can I really say Than that I'd rather spend one Minute holding you than one Hundred years succesful but alone.
Life has a way Of throwing things At us, when we'd Rather just be with Someone we love.
And if absence makes The heart grow fonder Than there really is No reason to wonder Why the hole in my Heart that is you When your gone, Feels like the fiery pit, And from where I sit I'd trade all the gold In my linty pocket For one chance to Hold you, and love you The way you really need.
Galactic_bodhi: Life has a way Of throwing things At us, when we'd Rather just be with Someone we love.
These slings, These arrows Through dangerous barrows And dungeons filled with undead. I realize, I'm missing you, Red.
I can only say one thing today I'm missing you, more, not less And what more can I really say Than that I'd rather spend one Minute holding you than one Hundred years succesful but alone.
Life has a way Of throwing things At us, when we'd Rather just be with Someone we love.
And if absence makes The heart grow fonder Than there really is No reason to wonder Why the hole in my Heart that is you When your gone, Feels like the fiery pit, And from where I sit I'd trade all the gold In my linty pocket For one chance to Hold you, and love you The way you really need.
very heart felt words, You have many, and you are very kind to always share them.
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Of throwing things
At us, when we'd
Rather just be with
Someone we love.
These slings, These arrows
Through dangerous barrows
And dungeons filled with undead.
I realize, I'm missing you, Red.
I can only say one thing today
I'm missing you, more, not less
And what more can I really say
Than that I'd rather spend one
Minute holding you than one
Hundred years succesful but alone.
Life has a way
Of throwing things
At us, when we'd
Rather just be with
Someone we love.
And if absence makes
The heart grow fonder
Than there really is
No reason to wonder
Why the hole in my
Heart that is you
When your gone,
Feels like the fiery pit,
And from where I sit
I'd trade all the gold
In my linty pocket
For one chance to
Hold you, and love you
The way you really need.