Ganaëlle Roy

My love, my dear sweet love, I miss you so much already,
Is there ever no remedy?
To this unstoppable insanity,

To this everlasting quest to reach eternity?

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Is there not enough already?
My love, my dear sweet love, tell me;
One word and it will forever set me free.

Oh, please don’t let me stand here in this mystery.

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This word my love, my dear sweet love, hear me;
Think about it very carefully,
For it has the power to deliver me,
As there is nothing more meaningful really.