I hope and pray.
to see your face.
At end of day.
Feelings not lived before.
Places that have not been held.
your feeling touched against my skin.
your lips upon mine.
Oh, how I forget to breathe.
I long to see you every blinking moment.
Wondering when I will get to love you.
How must you do this to me.
For I can no longer bare.
Heart, beats fast while I remember.
He cured me of a broken heart,
He holds it in his hand.
Praying no leads to crush it,
My life is now, this man.
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