Cant Live without you
Never ignore the person who loves you, cares for you, misses you. Because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars.
I can't live without you,
What's my existence without you..
If I get separated from you,
I'll be separated from my own self..
I’ll be lose.
You're my life,
My peace, and my pain,
you are my love..
How's this relationship of ours,
I don't like distance of even a moment, as I can’t stay away a moment from you.
Every day, I live for you
All my time is devoted to you
There shouldn't be a moment of mine without you,
There is your name on my every breath..
For you, I lived
I have given myself (to you)
Your faith [actually means 'my love for you' here] took care of me
Took all the sorrows from (my) heart
With you my fate is attached,
Nothing is incomplete (within me, I got completed)..
About the Creator
Leshani Sukhdeo
I've worked in the management and accounting fields for more than 15 years, but I'm here to see what other services I can offer and showcase my other skills.
I'm from Guyana, a nation famous for its black oil, in South America.
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