When you left..

My dear love,
If one day I leave, forever and ever, lost in your world, will you think of me and grief? 
If one day, you see me in the street, holding somebody’s hand tightly, will you come over and tell me you still love me? 
If one day, I am dying and I wish to see you one more time, will you be desperately want to come back to me? 
Your love

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