To know that you're there, To play with you're hair! to confirm that you are dear to me!
The thoughts i can't bare...knowing the weight of your distance from my heart.
Like a sinking anchor it holds and pulls...but i fight chains with wings of desireI miss her...and i know she hears me!
Though distant, my heart is still weaved with her love
Mahal Kita, Mi Amor
Signed :DC - HK
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