People say that absence makes the heart grow fonder;
But I do propose a more fitting word to use!
Isn’t that absence makes the heart go angry?
Conflicts and clashes, arguments at its best.
Isn't that absence makes the heart go weary?
Your warmth is what I need in this tangled mess.
Isn't that absence makes the heart go crazy?
Only with you, my mind can easily rest.
And yet, our love is still a pretty wonder;
I am yours, and you will always be my muse.
A poem about that infamous quote.
