I cannot cope with the fact that you are not here with me. My soul is lost and searching for your breast to rest on. I see illusions of you around every street corner and inside every grocery store. I cannot go a night without spending time with you in my dreams. We sing, dance, enjoy each other, and love. You are the mere reality of my fantasy. Atleast that's how it used to be; but now that you are gone I'm no longer living, just floating by each day, waiting for the day I see you again. That will be a glorious day, life will be livable and love will be an involuntary and natural act. Until then I will clench your pillow to my chest and remember how you felt against my body.
Forever your honarable King
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