If only then you were there,
waiting for me.
Standing there,
a pillar of strength
to keep the darkness away.
My protector,
my lover,
my friend.
It is simple yet complicated,
all I want is you in my life,
to hold me,
to care for me.
371 Simple Complications [02 February 2001]
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