Absence doesn't make my heart grow fonder
It makes it wander
I don't care where you've been or not been
When too much time passes I feel forgotten
Insecure? Nope. Just how I feel
I say what's inside cause my feelings are real
Time is made it's not by chance
Who's in your schedule... in your plans
Another night passed. The next day came
Its not the same time for change
I'm not sorry. It's you. Not me.
An option? No. Priority.
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