LoveSick

You can call me,
,or just app me,
,,or even send a text,
Atleast it will put my feelings to rest,
,that you kinda think of me,
Like I do think of you..

Am sick,
My mind tells me,
I miss you,
My heart feel so..
As if a throw that is aimed,
and not to hit the target,
..my heart,
Is miss you,.
And am sick,
I guess thats whats love sick is,

In my arms,
Thats your paradise,
,your presence,
Thats my comfort,
Where are *you,*
..wheres is the *love*
,that belongs to *I*

Am sick,
My mind tells me,
I miss you,
My heart feel so..
As if a throw that is aimed,
and not to hit the target,
..my heart,
Is miss you,.
And am sick,
I guess thats whats love sick is,

Yeah I am,
Sick,
Yeah I miss,
You,
Be my,
Doctor...

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