Every morning I wake,
To every night when I sleep,
Wondering how much longer will it take?
Three months since I’ve felt your warm embrace,
Three months since your lips touched mine,
Three months since I’ve seen your sweet face.
Distance seems to keep us apart,
Yet my love grows deeper for you,
My heart knows our love is true,
My heart knows our love is fine art.
Rare; Yet destined to be one,
Another like you?
There is none.
Asking If I will see you once more,
You are the one I adore.
I love you,
I miss you,
You.
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Natalie Alarcon
I fill my writing with my emotions
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