Lovepoem-Apart

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Do hours becomes minutes or do minutes become hours? Is it measured in false happiness, sleepless night, or long showers? Does the time we spend apart mean the same for me and you? Does it take over your every thought or the things that you do? I swore id let no one in after all the other times, but in three short days you had stolen my heart and taken over my mind I was captured instantly And became a lost cause Then the heartache began I had to pause For I dreaded this monent when the pain would return id start to get queasy and my throat would burn there is only one way to make this pain subside to Have your heart completely and you here be my side.