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I have waited for sixteen years,
and at last, my day nears
no more will I go without
no more will I live this drought
my sweet will be returned to me,
the only thing I long to see
the only reason I go on,
without whom, my hope is gone
the only reason my heart still beats,
the only reason I don’t paint the streets

I collect myself and hit the lights,
recite the script of Narzen Heights
I know I’m ready, and soon I’ll be
no more alone with morning tea

i find a lot of difficulty in love poetry since i have little to write about, so i forced myself to write 12 sequential love poems. hopefully, its a better love story than twilight