It's late in the evening and the world is in bed
I'm awake sitting here on my own
You are constantly running through my head
When I'm thinking of you I don't feel so alone
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder
I found it just makes mine hurt more
I'm lost just left here to wander
Feeling worn down to my very core
I'll succumb to sleep and close my eyes tight
In my dreams the distance is but a reach away
Everything in them feels just right
You're with me and it's all okay
I know that when they open you'll be gone
The emptiness will come flooding back in
Until the day ends bringing a new dawn
And sleep brings you back to me again
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Comments3
The heart has to have blood to function . When it runs out it grows colder .
Lovely poem:)
Good loving write.
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