Every day a prayer in my temple of despair. Every day a plea to bring you back to me. Every day a tear because you're there not here. Every day that we're apart a shard enters my heart. Every day I die a little more inside. Every day I miss you. I need to hold you. I need to kiss you. I need to look into your eyes to remind me why I'm alive.
Reason for writing:
Separation from the girl I love.
Birth sign: Not entered
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