Her part was never written in her presence,
she lives within me through her absence.
The world has kept her far apart,
but I still feel her in my heart.
Distance was never meant to be the enemy,
only the storms within, an emotional sea.
it exists somewhere deeper, almost spiritual.
Even when she is not in my sight,
she lives within me, even though the fight.
Missing her is my way of loving,
without reason, I keep on thinking.
Forever, I will carry her name in my mind,
she is never lost, there's nothing to find.
In her absence, my nights grow heavy,
knowing that I can't hold her in reality.
My heart shouts, but only in silence,
and everything within turns into violence.
My love was never born in closeness,
nor can it be taken away by distance.
My love has learned to wait in silence,
it grows stronger through quiet persistence.
Some stories aren't meant for a happy ending,
but for reasons beyond human understanding.
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