septiembre 04, 2009

Distance

Im a survivor,
for another day
missing the sound of your look,
the taste of your words,
the smell of your touch.
Hopes of happiness suddenly become dreams,
pieces of heaven on earth.
Im living with the bittersweet flavor of loving you instead.
I’ll be here. Indeed, Ill be waiting for you.

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