I saw your face today, in the face of a stranger, but when I looked again, you were not there anymore.
I heard your voice today, in the middle of a crowd, I turned around to listen, but did not hear a sound.
I felt your touch today, in the blowing wind, I clung to that moment, held it to its end.
I cried over you today, drowned in my own sorrow, then I came to realize, there is always a tomorrow.
I love you
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I wrote something for you in my blog.
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