With £ove For ¥ou

This moment, we think, we are apart
I feel that a stone has hit my heart
There’s a question whizzing in my brain
That why have I been torn apart again?

All the wonderful moments we did share
In my mind I will always bear
You have left me with memories of golden days
These memories are enough for my solace

But one thing you should bear in mind
From now on, me, you will never find
When you’ll feel alone and want my caring hand
To make you glad and forget your pang

I will never come to give you joy
Lest once again you handle me as a toy
Though you’ll see me, still once a while
But I will be away a____thousand mile!

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