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When winter comes in summer,
That's when I'll stop.

"You don't miss a good thing until it leaves you" I don't want to realize that I messed up once you are gone. I don't do many things correctly with us, but one of the things I don't have trouble with doing is holding on. Sure we can fight, sure we can fuss, sure we can get mad and all we do is cuss. But if you stop and think about it, I wouldn't want to do this with anyone else, but you. You still have it, and I'm still here aren't I?