My heart is a kite
Yours is the wind
Sending it soaring, somersaulting and singing
I am the child holding the string
Smiling and laughing
Holding on tight, hoping it doesn't get swept away by you
Wanting to be with you every minute of every day
Praying to see you come into view
With my heart in your hand
Just like you do when we're together
I love you, but even heaven is hell without you
When you're not here I'm incomplete
I'm just waiting for you to return and make me whole
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