His presence‚ It makes me weak‚
a feeling so strong‚ I can barely speak.
each time he's near‚ my heart skips a beat‚
a longing so deep‚ it's bittersweet.
I wait with hope, for the day,
when His presence won't weaken‚ but will stay.
for in his presence, I find my peace,
a solace, a joy, that will never cease.
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His Strings Sing, Her Heart Ache
ŞiirIt was a quiet kind of love. I never imagined I'd fall for the guitar guy, but somehow, I did. It wasn't something I planned, and I still don't know if the feeling was mutual. All I know is that it grew slowly and silently, and he became an unexpect...
