On days I don't love you.
I walk through the haze.
That makes hours feel like days.
On days I don't love you.
Emptiness fills.
Everything and nothing thrills.
On days I don't love you.
I'm like someone else.
I'm not sure I even love myself.
On days I don't love you.
I know I need you more.
Those days make me love you more than before.
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