On the days when I’m most busy

You hardly even cross my mind

And the love that I still feel for you

I can pretend is far behind

When the madness of work dies down

And the distractions all fade away

I realize you’re in my head again

Each and every time I pray

Some days I really miss you

And rarely are they like this

When I forget just what you sound like

And the sweet taste of your kiss

But most days, if I’m being honest

You’re my first thought when I wake

And my last prayer every night is for you

My only regret, my greatest mistake

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