All you do is torture me
with your absence
all you do make me sad
with your memory
if love is so beautiful when it is right
how can I feel this pain
My existence without you
feels a waste
when you are not here
a blackness descends
and when you are here
I know it will descend when you leave
I am sad with you
I am sad without you
I love you too much
to be happy.
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