I am thinking of the man in the moon, tonight.
It's cold-
I wonder if you are thinking of him, too.
Or of me.
I have to say that I miss you.
I don't know why I started thinking of you this evening,
But I do know that I miss my best friend.
A best friend who I saw more-
As a Permanent Figure-
In my life.
Baby, it's cold outside.
I don't like saying, "Goodbye".
If you remember our last one, you can guess why.
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