I stroke your chin on my mobile phone
The only picture left of you
Reality hit so hard, I had to face the truth
Our love was never cut in stone…
I look in your eyes on my mobile phone
The only picture left of you
Why couldn’t you be the man I adored?
I saw your potential but should have known…
I kiss your lips on my mobile phone
The only picture left of you
I still feel your presence so strong
But our love was only on loan…
I hold your essence on my mobile phone
The only picture left of you
I feel the void, a contraction in my being
Painfully cutting deep to the bone!
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