How did you look at me
eyes holding my hand, and every night
sleep with me even when you were away.
Why do you care if I laughed or cried,
if I did not sleep at night, and
called me just to hear my breathing.
That feeling that I tied
where you started and where it took you?
Say, soul,
that I've cried and laughed,
for all that we shared,
what should I do?
What can I do to
return to love me?
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