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Forgive me, if at this moment you are lonely; and me not there to be lonely with you. Forgive me, if some girls have hurt you; and made you feel undeserved. Trust me, I understand your pain; for I too have been with men whom I loved only for hopes that one of them is finally you. But none of them was you. Because You are still there, somewhere, hurting. And me too here, crying, hoping, waiting. But I would like to ask you, like me; Keep looking. And if we will be hurt again and again, with wrong people, that is only because we have not found each other yet. But please, take heed; I know, when us finally meet we will work together, to put ourselves back again. Our love shall heal each other as if we have not been lonely, as if we have not been hurt before. Our love shall thread the holes in our hearts, Our hugs shall glue the the broken pieces of us. Our kisses shall profess that in each other's arm; We received the love we deserved. Your love,     *** ---qyf***
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Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:47 PM UTC
An Ode To My Lover.
Forgive me, if at this moment you are lonely; and me not there to be lonely with you. Forgive me, if some girls have hurt you; and made you feel undeserved. Trust me, I understand your pain; for I too have been with men whom I loved only for hopes that one of them is finally you. But none of them was you. Because You are still there, somewhere, hurting. And me too here, crying, hoping, waiting. But I would like to ask you, like me; Keep looking. And if we will be hurt again and again, with wrong people, that is only because we have not found each other yet. But please, take heed; I know, when us finally meet we will work together, to put ourselves back again. Our love shall heal each other as if we have not been lonely, as if we have not been hurt before. Our love shall thread the holes in our hearts, Our hugs shall glue the the broken pieces of us. Our kisses shall profess that in each other's arm; We received the love we deserved. Your love,     *** ---qyf***
--- rebuke me for my grammar. Thank you.
qyf
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Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:47 PM UTC
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