In your absence, I long for your smile,
Yearning for the days we laughed for a while.
Though you were bossy and sometimes cranky too,
Your presence was a gift, and I miss all of you.
Your bossiness, a charm that I hold dear,
A gentle push when I felt doubt and fear.
Your cranky self, a sign of passion deep,
A fire that burned bright, a secret to keep.
In moments shared, your touch brought peace,
And even your crankiness had its release.
For in your imperfections, you were real,
A love that’s genuine, I now keenly feel.
I miss those days, both bright and gray,
When you were here, and close you’d stay.
The joy you brought, the warmth you gave,
A treasure I’d keep, a memory to save.
The days feel empty without your voice,
With each passing moment, I have no choice.
But to embrace the void, to bear the pain,
And hope that soon we’ll meet again.
So, my love, I miss your bossy ways,
And even the cranky times, my heart displays.
For in those moments, I knew you were true,
And I’ll hold onto them until I’m with you.
To the heavens above, my gratitude soars,
For the blessing you brought, I forever adore.
In her presence, life’s colors brightly shine,
A love so divine, so pure, so fine.
I hope life treats her with gentle grace,
With each passing day, a warm embrace.
May joy and laughter fill her heart,
And troubles dissolve, like shadows depart.
I pray she wears a smile, as bright as the sun,
With laughter that echoes, like rivers run.
May happiness surround her, like a gentle breeze,
And troubles drift away, on calming seas.
I thank the heavens for her, each night and day,
For the love she gives in her own special way.
Her bossiness and crankiness, I hold close,
They are the essence of the love that arose.
I long to see her smile, to hear her laugh,
To feel her presence, our spirits to engraft.
Until that day, I’ll cherish the memories we’ve made,
In my heart, her love will never fade.
So, to the heavens, my gratitude I send,
For the love and joy, in her, I’ve found a friend.
I hope life treats her kindly, with love and care,
And that she knows I’ll always be there.
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