In the blackness of the night,
all shall seem still,
look up to the stars free from all fright,
for if you return i'll be here,
i will wait for you,
shedding some tears,
staring at the moon,
in hopes that you'll be home soon,
ill miss your smile,
ill miss your warmth,
ill miss the sparks that ignite when we kiss,
but most of all,
ill miss you, my love, my darling, my veronica....
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