That from each other we are apart is not my greatest grief
where still I do hold in high esteem and love you very dear,
that life does pass without you in it is of my sadness chief
and it's as if in life the way to you is never to me very clear,
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Love at a distance, a cruel kind of love.... I enjoyed reading your love poem, though sad. Hoping for a happier ending!
I know that feeling. Painful hope of solitude. Strange, but in the city where you live, I had that same love. Today she is only a memory.