I drop you home and make sure your smile doesn’t fade.
A piece of my heart remains with you.
I remember the good times and all the games we played.
It’s hard remaining honest and true.
I get home and find all the things you made.
Even having all your things, it doesn’t stop me from feeling blue.
I FaceTime you to make sure your eyes aren’t afraid.
I try and tell you in a million ways, how much I love you.
On our call, you smile your sweet smile and plan our next escapade.
Whenever you need me, I promise, you will always get through.
The Narratives - Mohamed Miah 
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