but here I am all alone.
counting days go by and praying,
wishing and even day dreaming
hoping for one more chance
to live a dream I once had,
holding you in my hands.
touching your face and lips with mine
all and all spending all our time.
with you gone nothing makes sense
my feet drag, going through daily motions until it ends.
my mind wanders past the clouds,
sighing; waiting for the day you show up again
so my hoping and dreaming for it,
all come to an end.
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