The stars come out...
but no sleep comes to my tired eyes...
I lay awake thinking of him...
My heart yearns for him...
the deepest passion...
I look from my window...
I look for the brightest star...
the symbol of hope...
I find it and wish...
wish that he will come...
and as my sleepy eyes start to close...
I hear a voice saying...
One Day...
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11 Sep, 2013, 1:53 am
-w- danke...