you know how it is when you tell me not to think of you or wait you every day
it is hard you say so
it just like asking me not to breathe,not to live and not get a soul
i know you are asking me so cause you how much i miss youand cause you have nothing to mend all these or stop my torture but till this moment your love is the most preciouse gift my lord have given to me and being away doesnt mean that i dont love you
life has choosen you to me so dear stop getting worried about me
i am fine
from my heart
thank you
3 comments:
You have a way with words.
Jane is right .
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