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If I died tomorrow Would hold me? would you know me? would you miss me? would you cry? Would you know It was the truth, when I said I love you? would you even care? When the rest of the world has abandoned me, you were always there. Will you stay there? forever a friend, maybe something more. Your everything to me, the sun the moon the stars, the sky. But different we are, Like sun and moon. The sun always begs to see the moon, but their eyes never meet. That's the way it is with you and me, The sun begging to see, to be with the beautiful moon, and the Moon being so unattainable to the Sun, but the longing never ends for it, even though I know, the Sun and the moon can never be, It fills my heart with pain