I hear your voice, above all sounds
I feel your presence, even when you’re not around
I sing your song, mindlessly alone
Want to harp on the music, which has your tone
I want to be with you, night and day
I find myself repeating words, that you used to say
I hum the melody, that reminds me of you
I stay in touch with those, who still know you
Madly and deeply, I still miss you
Even after years, of our adieu
Shrieking in me, is a question far above
Do you miss me too, the way I do my love?
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