You are my life and my love.
You are my everything.
I wake up in the Moring,
In hope to see you.
I stare at you
and gaze into your eyes.
Thinking of our future,
thinking of out days.
They say, I'll have to let you go,
They say your days are numbered.
And that we have no future.
But I just didn't want to believe.
I just didn't want to know.
But sooner or later i'll have to realize.
We only have now.
It's now or never ,the present.
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