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"From seeing the flowers bloom to suddenly having endured another long winter without sunshine - it is as if a season had gone by in the time you were gone.

It still is not enough to understand myself or to wonder how i could somehow let you know the constant springtime in my heart everytime I think of you.

It is as if the sky tells the earth how much she loves him - the air kissing the grassy earth every morning with its gentle dew - revealing the emotion that he can only see each morning. "