I cry myself to sleep,
in thought of you.
of moments where you were beside me,
If then I only knew,
I long to just talk to you,
to tell you trivial things,
to see your face,
oh the joy that would bring.
It is late and I should be in bed,
this I definitely know.
I only hope you take this time,
to learn about yourself and grow.
I wonder if this really is it,
if you will find your way back.
I hope you do,
for your presence I surely lack.
Its a matter of perspective,
you have given me plenty of this.
You make me happy,
your tender touches and your gentle kiss.
in thought of you.
of moments where you were beside me,
If then I only knew,
I long to just talk to you,
to tell you trivial things,
to see your face,
oh the joy that would bring.
It is late and I should be in bed,
this I definitely know.
I only hope you take this time,
to learn about yourself and grow.
I wonder if this really is it,
if you will find your way back.
I hope you do,
for your presence I surely lack.
Its a matter of perspective,
you have given me plenty of this.
You make me happy,
your tender touches and your gentle kiss.
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