And so I was attached only to you,
We had more time for each other.
I heard your voice and your words again,
Spiced up with your sweetness and care.
I remembered that I was sick before.
You never stopped buzzing my phone.
You always asked of my condition,
And got mad if I didn’t do your advice medication.
You acted like my cardiologist,
You cured my heart and put the pain to least.
You became my medicine,
That mended, cherished and lifted me.
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