I love you no matter how far away.
He said with most pride and dedication.
She replied to him: that’s what they all say,
He packed his things and left on vacation.
As the days went by she lost all her faith,
For the return of her only true love.
He promised to return by July the eighth,
But ‘tis the ninth, and nothing thereof.
Stronger she grows, more miserable it seems;
Despite all her anger she’s still on her knees.
Nothing is left but memories and dreams,
Begging, sobbing─ somebody help me please.
And that’s the story of someone so lost.
She’s still waiting; her fingers are crossed.
