My heart BREAKS,
and where the eyes become dry,
lonely nights are blessed by cries,
But SWEETHEART...
i think an angel had lifted me into the air yesterday,
and showed me that love can be everywhere..
And i was told in my BRIGHTEST dream,
that it is the eyes that refuse to see,
although the heart is thumping the loudest truth..
LOVE is just there next to me,
but it is my deepest concern to know whether i am ready for it..
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