When my heart fell sick,
and a pain I could not name.
It went broken thinking of you,
for you were never near.
Your voice was my morning sunshine,
chasing all my shadows away.
Your presence was the soul of my day,
adding flavour to every heartbeat.
My heart needed healing,
no medicine could do the trick.
The cure was your hugs and smiles,
and in your arms, I found comfort.
When I knew there was no cure.
you became my daily dose.
Searching for your warmth and care,
I felt my strength slowly gone.
Even with so many Vitamins,,
A, B, C, D and more,
Among all the remedies,
My doctor said I need Vitamin U.
For
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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