Born to breath
Born to please
Born to set souls free
But as I walk down this path
I can’t help but stop and see
That you were made for me
These words may only see this paper
And my feelings may only reach as far as the door
And when we meet again you may only stumble upon my smile
Without sight of the many miles you have already traveled along side me in my thoughts
In my mind we have traveled and conqured many seas
But in reality my love is simply a dying breed
And each day my words go un spoken
My heart grows impatient
Ripping my soul at the seams
Hoping that one day my heart will be caressed by thee
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