We never knew of each others existence
You were you.. living your life
I was me …. dying my death
Until the vast switchboard up in the universe
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drifiting down slowly like a snowflake
beautiful and unique
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Love is not just laughter but also tears
It is sunshine and also rain
Love is not just about pleasure
It is also suffering and pain
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I cannot believe,
I still cannot believe
what you have said to me.
I go back and remember
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I wish you would smile..
Ever since you hurt me
All I feel I want to do is cry
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The flowers outside my window know true bliss
lives spent in golden sunshine,
bathed gently and loving by the breeze,
with equally pretty butterflies and bees
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Parched cracked and dry
T'was the way my heart bled
like the thirsty earth waiting for rain
I felt your tender touch
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1 Corinthians 13
1IF I [can] speak in the tongues of men and [even] of angels, but have not love (that reasoning, intentional, spiritual devotion such [a]as is inspired by God's love for and in us) , I am only a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
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my heart melts as I imagine you,
busy in the kitchen, cooking up a stew!
whisking up recipes galore,
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Is it so hard to talk to me?
Is it so painful to hear my voice?
Does it hurt you to recall?
Do the memories tear you asunder?
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