He misses me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve never been to his hometown, but
it’s like I lose my connection with him
if he’s just a mile from his house and
city. His presence in me is gone and
I have to raise all my strength to tell
myself he’s still there for me! And he
who never else doubts the “us” he ask
me “when” and “if” we ever will meet
again. I don’t want him to suffer! No!
But it makes me happy he misses me
and wants me that madly badly much.

 

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