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Do you miss me when you're sober? How about hungover? I know you're my gopher but am I your four-leaf clover? You've got this shoulder that's growing colder maybe it's lack of exposure maybe it's just my mental roller-coaster The memories are growing older but beauty is in the eye of the beholder and you're the molder

You try to fit our relationship into a thousand-question test I give a thousand answers and know each one is correct You asked me why I loved you and you asked a thousand times I gave a thousand reasons a thousand reasons why I love the way you laugh at nothing and I love the crooked in your smile I love the silly inside jokes and that smart look in your eye I love how good you look in purple and that you like purple at all I love how you wear grandpa shoes and I love how you're so tall I love that I still feel you when you're miles and miles away i love how you still look for words when there's nothing left to say I love