Schermy
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A heart filled with longing
For things it can not have
Days, weeks and even months pass
The yearning is still there
The heart is reminded by the brain
There were moments of pure love
The soul feeds the hearts longing
It cries for its mate not there
Many conversations pass between two
Still the yearning has not left
After many back and forths
A friendship is agreed upon
Yet a heart is left with longing
For things it can not have
For things it can not have
Days, weeks and even months pass
The yearning is still there
The heart is reminded by the brain
There were moments of pure love
The soul feeds the hearts longing
It cries for its mate not there
Many conversations pass between two
Still the yearning has not left
After many back and forths
A friendship is agreed upon
Yet a heart is left with longing
For things it can not have