In love, I feel alive
Cherished and adored
Every moment with you
Brings joy and warmth
My heart sings with happiness
Wrapped in your embrace
You are my everything
I cherish every second
Love like ours is rare
But sometimes, I feel lost
Alone and misunderstood
Yearning for something more
Empty and hollow inside
I long for your presence
Every moment apart is agony
Despair clouds my mind
In darkness, I am alone
Sorrow engulfs my soul
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