I will count the days until I see you,
even if that is until the end.
I need to feel your presence
you are more than just a friend.
When my life was difficult,
you were there holding my hand.
Slowly falling in love with you
was not always the plan.
I do not regret the moment
when I gave you my heart.
Who knows what will happen?
I am ready for it to start.
We are is two places now,
but you will have my love always.
Until we meet again,
I will count the days.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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