I'd like to miss you,
but I'm not allowed.
You see I have this thing now,
something called commitment.
But that's not to say
you will be forgotten.
Much like any good book,
you'll hold a place in me.
By either chance or destiny,
I've found someone more special.
Someone who looks in my eyes,
and says "I love you",
which is something you implied,
but could never do.
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