A tug on my hand,
A kiss on my forehead.
A tear on my cheek,
And plenty on my my mind.
One day we'll understand
Why we chose this instead.
We'll find what we seek
And won't have to rewind.
That day isn't today,
At least not for me.
Au jour d'hui,
Tu me manques.
It'll be okay,
It'll be lovely.
Tu es mon ami,
Le futur est quelconques.
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