My soulmate torn my soul in two
Now I live with half
I yearn that he return to me
On his own behalf
My spirit is half empty
My heart a constant hole
He fit in those empty place
He filled my hallowed soul
I wish he'd understand
That loves not a perfect dance
I wish he'd hold my hand
Give our love a fighting chance
A higher love we were given
But human fear stole his heart
I have faith his path will point
To the heaven that waits apart
For i am here my soul, my love
In same spot like our coffee shop
I wait for your return my soul
I love u like no other, my perfect and pure dove
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