mountains far away
ocean turned to blue
cool breeze scent of a rose
phoenix fly away
you sung like a nightingale
made me smile my heart out
you gave me all you had
and made me happy forever
i don't know your favorite colour
or your favorite place to go
i never knew the song in your heart
or the movie that you felt in love
but you stood by me always
and kept me strong and warm
you held my hand and promised me
that you would never let it go
i was never good with promises
or with the dreams that hold the life
and i don't do well with rejection
or with sarcasm comes with all
but you understood many of it
and showed me how to dream
you looked into my eyes
and gave me a paradise
so i ask
is it wrong to say that i miss you
is it wrong to say that i want you
is it wrong to say that i love you
is it wrong to feel this way...
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