Waiting for you all week feels like eternity,
Without your love, without your heart,
It is hard to breathe, I don’t know why,
I want to be with you all the time.
I gently whisper into your ear how much I missed you,
Because these days I spent idly,
Longing to see you all night,
Whilst hugging your picture to my chest.
I love your eyes, I love your lips,
Always know that I love you,
I love you like no one else can,
Every day with you is like heaven.
Week
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