I see you like in a movie.
While you tell your story it moves me.
I got to spent hours with you,
and yet these hours seems like seconds now.
I feel I lost control, lost the reality of one's body.
But in time I know you'll be of a spiritual kind.
That makes me write these poems.
That makes me row these boats.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
I'm proud to be one of a loving share.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
I'm proud to be one of a loving share.
I miss you hands the most from time to time.
They fitted so well in mine.
While you would say farewell,
I would say goodbye.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
I'm proud to be one of a loving share.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
I'm proud to be one of a loving share.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
I'm proud to be one of a loving share.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
You weren't living there,
in the house where you used to share
love and surprises.
But memories never die they say,
as your spirit rises,
far above people's worries,
and deep in my endless thoughts.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
I'm proud to be one of a loving share.
I think of u,
and how you made it there.
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