Wind please convey my longing

Dear Steemian Friends

Even though I was buried for a thousand years, our love is still sown in this vast world, a gust of wind carried by the waves makes me miss you even more..

Out of so many hearts, I'd rather be hurt by your love. Because this feeling will not be replaced by any heart, miss you as a necessity in my life, remembering you as hope on the day that I went through..

Oh The wind conveys my melancholy tone, flying with this sadness and bringing my message to him that at this moment I miss him..