No use in telling you this now...
Wrote some time ago... Can't remember exactly when.
Each day without you is pain.
Slowly losing your touch, the sound of your voice, the taste of your lips, the warmth of your body, the tenderness of your words... the beat of my heart, make every day unbearable.
I try to reach for your hands as you slowly, but surely, slip away.
The fear of losing you completely and the fear of showing you too much of my feelings counter each other.
I wait. Patiently, yet, painfully, I wait for you here. Come back. Stay with me. Make me feel the only kind of bliss I've known since I met you...
'Tis only you who have made me truly believe that complete contentment does exist.
.....
Hello?
Are you still there?
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