Same old empty chair,
busy people with no care.
Same old thoughts of you,
makes me miss you, it's true.
If thinking of you is not unlimited,
then surely being with you is prohibited.
If dreaming of you is a sin,
then forgive me for being so mean.
One day in another life for sure,
broken love can find its way to the cure.
One day, the way I pictured love,
I can see our hands holding a dove.
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