Missing you is a sweet pleasure,
Even though it pains so hard:
Day by day to you I'm drawn closer,
Even though we are apart.
Each passsing moment seem so long,
Especially when you are gone:
Your every word is a song
To hear which I always long.
In hope do I spend each day,
Unheading your thoughtful say-
"Do not spend your days in hopes,
Coz its painful if it ever drops.
Even though we are miles apart,
You are always in my heart;
But I don't know whats in your heart-
Is it love or just friendship to start.
But I always hope someday we'll be one,
When our love reigns and our nuptial ceremony done.
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Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, -- act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!
(H.W. Longfellow in ‘A Psalm of Life’)
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