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I'm on my last sheet of paper,

As I write this letter to you.

Where were you last December,

When I was longing for your touch?

I spoke last week, to your brother.

He hasn't seen you in a month.

I still lay alone, thinking of you.

There's no one else out there,

Better for me, than you

I saw your older sister not so long ago;

She says you've taken the wrong path,

But I would never believe that to be true.

You've always been so perfect, to me.

I saw your friend the other day,

And he told me he hasn't heard from you;

But he gave me this old address.

So here I write, for my own sanity;

In hope that I have finally found my love;

Whom I lost so long ago.

Just give me a sign, an answer—

So I can sleep peacefully again.

I need to know you are still alive.

Love... me, your one and only.