I miss, and only miss...
My thin chapped lips shall never kiss.
Two years have passed;
Depression swallowed my bliss.
It ate my love to you,
And the good old past I reminisced.
I miss, and only miss...
Empty heart shattered in night’s hiss.
Two years, internally harassed;
Demons work my soul at last!
Darling—save me from the absence of your kiss.
Bruh, I’m so committed to this collection.