You mean to me so much. You are my unexpected fortune,
That in the voiceless darkness I have hopelessly sought.
And how can I imagine that one day you'll be forgotten,
When you're the only one to whom I dedicate my thoughts?
There are no complex problems if we only stay together,
And every single second I'd so love to share with you.
And how am I supposed to accept it's not forever,
When you're the only one that I'm forever faithful to?
You are my one and only love, and you should always know that
You're much more precious than the skies, the air and the sun.
And how can I just say that day will come, and we'll be over,
When every morning feels just like the very august one?
August
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