Sitting in a quiet room,
I can hear my own hear.
It beats like a soft whisper
Hoping for it's love to return.
The room is quiet all alone,
Without your heart in sync,
My heart longs for yours.
My soul longs for yours.
The bond unbreakable,
Only strength is shown,
As it stretched far and wide,
Hoping to return to its side.
My heart listens and waits
To hear the soft response
Your heart and soul returning
To our soft whispers.
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