Not a minute goes by that I don't think about you.
My heart aches for the gentle touch of your hand, for the taste of your kiss, and for your warm and comforting embrace.
I long for the day when you come back.
I long to see your face and hold you.
You could be my Mr. Right, my Prince Charming, my soulmate.
My eyes are tired and I can't cry for you
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