It's been two weeks since I've felt her perfect skin
and kissed her perfect kiss.
Too long since I've smelled her perfect scent and
heard her perfect voice.
Some days, I wish I had the Neuralyzer from Men in Black
to erase my memory.
Most days, I'm so grateful to see her in my head.
These days, I think I'm going in crazy.
These days, I know I'm in love.
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