#83 When am with her

When I am without her, the sun doesn’t shine as brightly.

When I am without her, the clouds are dark and fore boding.

When I am without her, the birds don’t sing as sweetly.

When I am without her, the walls close in on me.

When I am without her, in the depths of my hell, whispering her name sustains me.

But when I am with her, she lifts me up.

When I am with her, I have the strength to move mountains.

When I am with her, I can withstand anything.

When I am with her, her smile warms my very soul.

When I am with her, the angels sing her name.

When I am with her, I fall in love all over again.

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