Jess Sroka

Rookie - 2 Points (04/18/1979 / IA)

Without You

My silence is unbelievably loud, I'm most alone when in a crowd.
Without you I'm a mess.
My thoughts mostly are of you, and in my dreams you visit me too.
Without you I am less.
My heart it aches for the day, when you no longer are away.
Without you I'm so alone.
My tears flow often like spring rain, I put on a smile to mask my pain.
Without you I wait by the phone.
My sadness though is comforted with love, your memory swims in me like a drug.

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