As morning turned into afternoon,
and me spending in bed all day.
Wasn’t expecting to see you very soon,
in fact you had just left in may.
With wounds still so very open,
and me everyday missing you.
My whole soul left on the ground broken,
wishing to hear one more time: I love you too.

It is a little bit different than usual, but I really hope you like it!

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Babette Helena