Cross over

I am on the other side my love

but right besides you

looking at you every moment


I am doing my work my love

you wouldn’t know I am there for you

just waiting for you to notice


I gasp on the other side my love

making breaking, perhaps living for you

growing myself with every mistake


I cannot know how you feel from here

looking at your mess, smiling at you

talking to you when you will feel down


I cannot be closer until you allow me

perhaps it doesn’t matter anymore

doing whatever I would to keep us alive


and I will be here close until you die

only then perhaps I will forget you

deaths awaits me too but I’ll die happily…

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