Dearest Husband
Tap…tap…tap
I can hear you’ll be here
Going upstairs
Knock…knock…knock
I have you here
In front of me
The one you call dear
Plagh…plagh…plagh
I got your hand
Beside my stand
Waves up my head
Sniff…sniff…sniff
I see you leave
Behind your sleeves
I can still hear myself crying
But just too shy to set it high even after I tried
Thumpt…thumpt…thumpt
My heart racing, aching and bleeding
My dearest has just made a scar in my deepest part
Of my deepest heart
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