U MEAN A LOT MORE
When I sit and think of you,
your worth to me means a lot more.
You mean a lot to me my love,
than what life means to the dying.
and what happiness means to the crying.
You mean a lot more,
than what a single drop of water,
Means to a fish on land.
What one touch of your hand,
means to my lonely hand.
I am not a poet,
I know I am not one.
Yet you linger in my thoughts and mind,
like a sweet melody,
that whispers in the ears of the blind.
It brings a smile to me,
You know that it does.
Then why did you leave me behind,
Drowning in my tears of blood?
I know I am late,
I know its true.
Yet I want you to know that
Every breathe that I take
is incomplete without you.
I am standing on the bridge now,
I can see my boat pass me by.
I've left my home and all that I treasured,
I am far away from you to hear me cry.
Doesn't all this to you my love show,
that you mean a lot more.....
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