A Start

Sometimes i wonder if you think of me,

or if i should just let you be.

Why can't you just see?

 

I am suffering here all alone,

left alone out in the cold,

heart turned into stone.

 

All i need is you to walk through those doors,

it will give me something more. 

You are what makes up my core.

 

You are the flame in my heart.

I hope that we will never be apart. 

Maybe, this is a start. 

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