Sitting on a bed
all empty and cold
A thousand
recollections vaguely unfold
In a deafening
silence feeling so alone
I count the
hours till you come home
Birds they chant
it is early morn
Another day hath
come to scorn
I open my eyes something
feels so wrong
I yearn for your
laughter sweet and warm
At purple dusk dark
shadows they seep
Unto my solitary
wakeful retreat
Slumped in a
corner so urging to weep
Eyes tightly
closed I strive to sleep
How do I cope oh what do I do?
When you’re away
I’m sad all blue
Believe me love
its nothing but true
My world is in
ruins if not for you!
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