Of me that skewers hearts only tears

Broken in telepathically, always treated

Either we sensed some physical fears

Back to me the ultimate love defeated

The Love canvas carrying our pictures

Two halved hearts we always communicated

Always appeared would gain each other

I was the distance in miles calculated

Hand in hand time after time

The cure of this we always needed

The only cure…Is a picture of you kissing me

Every pain from the moment observed

Constantly reassuring my darkest of all

Know this I know you’re not mine

With all of yours understood you and I

Of life’s tracks to take the pain