April 4, 2008
I sit, I weep,
Wish to quit, Wish to leap,
With happiness rid of sorrow,
Searching for the light of tomorrow.

Our souls connected,
Our bodies apart,
I feel neglected,
I feel this at heart.

Intangible is our love,
Yes all of the above,
Not capable of touch,
I miss her so much.

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