To my Love,
I will wait for thee,
Until my last breath;
My hearth belongs to you,
My love, I love you.
Every leaves falls,
Is equivalent of my undying hope;
I miss your voice every time you wake me up,
The smell of coffee and thy genuine smile.
At last! I can say "I'm the luckiest girl alive,"
Having a brave soldier like you in my life,
Is a great blessing from above.
From Your love.
©ericka
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