I wake up and reach for you...
you're not there.
I do my work, meaningless & rote,
I miss you
Evening time comes,
twilight and darkness we usually share
Pillow talk conversations,
Goodnight kiss rituals we usually share
I don't want to go to bed alone,
I miss you
Restless sleep, dream, wake
You’re not there
My world has no meaning
Without you here
9-14-10
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