My red heart is blue,
because I'm missing you.
Every day, I think about you,
and I imagine how great
every hour, every minute,
and every second would be
if you were here with me.
Every night, when I lie in bed,
I dream about how things could be.
And if you believe in your dreams hard enough,
someday they will come true for you.


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