Picture this.
Am a flower and your the sun.
Our relationship has left the day,
and into gloom black night comes.
Cause thats when the sun and the flower seperates.
I miss you.
Am alone in the dark, feeling the
coldness of having no one to keep
me warm.
As the stars represent others girls looking at me,
but they are just stars, your the sun, and the centre of my being.
I should have cherish your love,
when I had to hold, cause there
is no sunlight hugging me close.
Now am by myself,
in this field of sorrow,
decaying from the cold,
and have no light to see tomorrow.
The moonlight will now be up for morning and night.
Cause the sun left me and she was my guiding light.
I Miss You.
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