Thinking of you all night. Every day. The angst, yearning, desire, pining The deer lets fall the half-chewed grass; The peacock stops its dance and droops; The pale leaves drop from weeping trees, As if the grove itself is crying for your departure. happy, looking at beautiful things hearing sweet sounds deeply troubling with inexplicable remembering deep-rooted friendships from a previous birth. I sleep but in my sleep dream of you only to wake up to an empty bed Soon will wake next to you forever.
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