Losing YouI used to think I couldn'

Losing You
I used to think I couldn't go a day without you smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. And I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse and I wasn't going to be okay for a very long time.
Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and again. I lose you every time I pick up your favourite coffe mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think ofkissing you, holding you or wanting you. I go to bed at nigth and lose you, when I wish I could tell you my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose all over again.
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Resultados (Inglês) 1:

Losing YouI used to think I couldn't go a day without you smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. And I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse and I wasn't going to be okay for a very long time.Because losing someone isnt an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and again. I lose you every time I pick up your favourite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.I lose you every time I think ofkissing you, holding you or wanting you. I go to bed at night and lose you, when I wish I could tell you my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose all over again.Lang Leav

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Losing You
I used to think I Could Not go a day without you smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. And I Knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse and I was not going to be okay for a very long time.
Because losing someone is not an occasion or an event. It does not just happen once. It happens over and again. I lose you every time I pick up your favorite coffe mug; Whenever que one song plays on the radio, or when i discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think ofkissing you, holding you or wanting you. I go to bed at nigth and lose you, when i wish i could tell you my day. And in the morning, When I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose all over again.
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Resultados (Inglês) 3:

Losing you: I used to think I couldn 't go a day without you smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back. Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. And I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse and I wasn 't going to be okay for a very long time.
because losing someone isn' t an opportunity or an event. It doesn 't just happen once.It happens over and again. I lose you every time I pick up your favourite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think ofkissing you, holding you or wanting you. I go to bed at nigth and lose you, when I wish I could tell you my day. And in the morning.When I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose all over again
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