My Love, though I don't even know your name,
I'll hold to hope and still believe in you.
You're out there and I know you feel the same.
Though we've never met, our love is true.
We're one, so I can't help but love myself.
I look into your soul and see me there.
I can't love you with my heart on the shelf.
I love the soul that you and I must share.
Apart we hide behind our weak facades,
still feeling lost, alone, and very small.
But when our soul unites, it's just like God's,
And this is why they say love conquers all.
We are two halves of one divided soul.
Imagine what we'll do when we are whole.
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