Care doesn’t always mean it’s love,
Yet your sorrow makes me cry.
When you smile, my soul takes flight,
Like stars that brighten the sky.
If I don’t see you, I feel the miss,
An empty silence fills my day.
Your presence is my gentle bliss,
Your laughter clears the gray.
Not bound by words, nor chained by time,
My heart just knows what’s true—
In every tear, in every rhyme,
I find my world in you.
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