When I close my eyes at night
I can always see
You standing there in front of me
Late at night
When I dream
I sometimes wake up and scream
I miss you so
I’m so alone
But I know you’re not coming home
I love you
Nothing more, nothing less
I should have told you before you left
9-9-05/RJH
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