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I Miss You Love
Life as of now is going smoothly.
But it's still empty without you
I sometimes wish I can see you
when you were alive.
I wish I could cook breakfast for you
Yes, I learned how to cook
I'm no master chef but I think you would still been proud of me.
I wish we could watch and gush over the sappy soap operas.
Maybe you would like some of them. Or maybe you hate some of them.
I wish you could hear me play the flute again.
It would be just like old times
Before cities and technology
When I was nothing but a simple boy who liked to play tricks
And you were nothing but the loveliest girl I ever met.
We did nothing but play and dance all day in the fields at sunset
But those were the best moments I ever had with you.
I'm sorry that I had to leave you on that day.
The day when destiny called for me alone
The day I had to trade up everything for a long journey for justice
But you promised to stay devoted, and you did.
You waited for a long time. And you died waiting.
I’m sorry that I came back too late
Sorry that I never got to see you smile again
I’m sorry that the last I ever saw of you
Was you trying to smile, as you cry
Trying to smile for me.
I would love to see you again.
You and me in this new life.
But you’re dead, and it hurts me.
But if you’re watching me from above
I hope you know that I will never love another woman again.
Cause there won’t be another like you.
And I always miss you Love.
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