Loving You

It comes in so many forms,
Some simple some not, yet
No one means more than another,
Except perhaps what I feel for
You. But you’ll never know, and
That hurts me more than I can
Say. Yet I still wake up every
Morning and say: ‘thank you for
Another day’. Another day
To spend loving you, my absent
Lover, soulmate and friend.

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