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Do you know what is
the best part of
being with you?
To feel your warm
deep inside even
without holding your
hands.

Do you know what is
the worst part of
being with you?
To talk foolishly
about everything in
our every
convesation not
saying the word
running in my head "
I love you".

Do you know what is
the most exciting
part of being with
you?
To think same things
in the same time and
cry and laugh.
To miss you crazily
even you are here..

Do you know what is
the most painful
part of being with
you?
To share you with
many people even I
don't know
To envy childishly
everyone beside you,
talk with you.

Do you know what is
the happiest part of
being with you?
To walk with you
side by side on the
streets with the
doubtfulness of to
encounter a familiar
face
To get wet under the
rain persist of the
umbrella in my hand.
To wait for you with
a wild flower in my
hand..
To eat the same food
in the same place.

Do you what is the
most romantic part
of being with you?
to find you in every
page of books
To tell things to
the moon and stars
at nights I can't
tell you..
To find you in every
pages of book I
read, lyrics of
songs and poems.

Do you what is the
hardest part of
being with you?
To imprison my
indescribable
feelings that I felt
for the first time
into a boat in the
middle of the hope
sea cos of the fear
of losing you.
To accomplish being
friends not lovers
for years. To walk
barefoot on the
sharpest side of the
knife. Put my
eyedrops not salt on
my bleeding heart.

Do you what is the
only side affect to
be with you?

How can you know?

You were never with
me.

If you were with me
my hands would had
yours..

I wouldn't make up
my mind..

Wouldn't miss you
when you were by
me..

Wouldn't envy..

Wouldn't scare of
walking in streets..

Wouldn't get wet
under rains..

Wouldn't pour out my
problems to the moon
and stars, so drunk
in every song..

Wouldn't afraid of
losing you, would
jump from the boat
to the sea with my
bleeding feet..

And in each strike I
would scream your
name..

But you were never
with me..

YOUR MIND WAS NOT
WITH US OR YOUR
HEART
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