Hot...chilling...sad...messy hair
and I say it isn't fair,
why there's no one to caress you
a touch that will comfort you too...
Aspirins are out of reach
dragging the med cabinet for a search,
but nothing can be found
no med will sooth you in profound!
Ahhh...heavy cough is heard
in between talks we shared,
how in heavens so unfair
i can't endure to see you, i can't bear!
Want to touch your cheek
flaming on red at it's fever peek,
if only I am there to give my care
to be with you, giving you my share.
Sleep tight...close your eyes
i know your heart is filled with so much cries,
wishing i am there for you to hold
my heart cries too, hope i would!
Heavy fever dreams may be with you
haunting you, honey, it's true,
please stay strong, never feel down
promise me, get well soon, and be lively inbound!
(Hoping I can be with you...but sometimes, fate isn't fair....)
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