Come back...

I'm used to that you are near
You were with me my every day,
I wasn't afraid you'll disappear
And once it happened, you're away.

I can't believe that it is real
I won't believe that you're away.
It's like a dream, I can't think clearly
I'm sinking into a kind of play.

Where are you now, my beloved?
I'm searching you, but still can't find.
Please, come to me, I love you so
Don't make me crazy, be so kind.

26.01.2017 y.


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