Separation poem:
As every day passes I drift further and further away
I know I should be having fun here in Auckland
But I can’t stop thinking about you
My quick, budget meals don’t compare to your cooking
Your creative trait obviously hasn’t been passed down to me
And my driving skills are terrible
I go back to my apartment day after day all alone
The only company I have is my new cat Fluffy
I wish you were here
The time has finally come
I am no longer here by myself I am so glad you could make it
My heart is beating a million miles an hour just at the smell of your perfume.
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