Faraway in the distance, watching through the glass, my agony.
I see your face.
Your hands, pray I so wish just to hold.
Your joy and happiness I so wish a part to be.
So faraway, the lips I have never kissed.
The warmth of your hands that I have never felt.
So faraway your smile, that was never to me.
The seeming distance which so tears apart.
Breaking my heart.
Your words that pierce so deeply in me.
Your absence so empty make my life be.
Times I've spent lying to myself.
Conversations with you on my own in my mind.
When will you be my valentine?
-Lim Yok Zuan
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