No better friend, no better love. A bad girl yet a good woman strong
inside and out, with a gentle heart and hand. Too easy it is to fall for
her, and see your future in her eyes. Not worrying then of times to
come, not thinking of goodbyes. So, there you stand with dog tags on,
worn close around your neck. Waving goodbye to her and praying, for the
day that bus comes back. Then its lonely nights in bed, waiting for the
phone to ring. Dreaming of the times you've had, remembering everything.
You wait for letters sent by her, and cherish every word she writes.
Reading them each over again, to help get through the lonesome nights.
You wake up to midnight phone calls, to hear how she has been and say I
love you enough times to last, until you talk to her again. You do your
best to tough it out without a shoulder on which to lean. Smiling while
thinking of how it feels to fall in love with her....!
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