I miss you terribly, my dear
You are so far, and yet so near
I'm just not ready to give up
My love for you cannot be "stopped"
Inside I'm shaking with desire
And grief of loss, which burns as fire
Why is it hell when should be heaven?
Please wake me up, it cannot happen...
I love you, yet I don't own you
As free as bird, you simply flew
I'm at a loss, and here's my plea,
I pray that you come back to me
Missing you
© Copyright: Эдвард Крицкий, 2012
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