Counting down the hours till I see your face again; till I touch your skin and feel your tender lips against mine. Believe me, it is one heck of a long wait.
We shall surely see each other soon; moreover, today I cannot share with you the...– Beethoven, letters to the Immortal Beloved.
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if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my...– Pablo Neruda
What else can I possibly do except wait for you to be back? Just as well, if absence does make the heart fonder, as they say. I can’t get mad at you for anything; you already know I loved you since we met 2 years ago, and I guess everything there is today is my fault in one way or another. But if you can believe it, we have a good thing going, and I don’t ever want it to stop, kiddo,...