Romance and Musings

Distance can never be measured between you and me

My eyes running wild

a small pain pricking my heart

felt like being lost in the space

even when everything seemed to be mine around

the pain remained

is it called missing?

is it called true love?

does missing makes love live longer?

distance never hurt me before

I could feel even the breeze whisper your message in my ears

your fragrance rekindles my soul

yet my eyes are blinded 

grab my waist and take me away

let me feel the power of love 

accept me with all my flaws

let my flaws be the guiding line to me

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