Love-\


The essence of your love was soo damn pure,

Years have passed and still i'm unable to find a cure.

I miss the pain,the laugh and the talks,

All i want today is your hand and those long walks.

Loving you was like loving a wild breeze,

Little did i know that breezes can't freeze.

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