The sun shines through the window
And the sun shines through your hair
It seems like you're beside me
But I know that you're not there.
You would sit beside this window
Run your fingers through my hair
You were always there beside me
But I know that you're not there
Oh, to be by your side once again
Oh, to hold your hand in mine again
Oh, to be by your side once again
Oh, to hold your hand in mine again-
— Maggie Stiefvater
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