I think of those cold nights.
The sleepless hours. Feelings of
emptiness in my heart, only the sounds of
my heart pumping life into me.
I see inside my heart when I hide
from this world. I pray you'll be there
when my heart will unfurl.
Comfort me when my tears drop.
Hold me as I lay my head on your shoulder.
God knows I need a friend as I grow older.
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