Missing you
As I count the hours, I wonder if you think of me too.
As I count the days, I dream of being touched by you.
As I count the years, I hope you’re still alive,
As I lose hope, my heart dies……..

As I count the hours, I wonder if you think of me too.
As I count the days, I dream of being touched by you.
As I count the years, I hope you’re still alive,
As I lose hope, my heart dies……..
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