Its late or early depending on your perspective.
I sit here and wait for you.
It feels like it has been forever since I have been near you.
To listen to your heart thrum and hear our melodic hearts beating in tune.
I ache and feel the bitter cold creep in.
Cannot get warm and cannot feel you here.
My dreams carry me only so far into fantasy then I awake in anger.
Angry at the very tempting and taunting thoughts of your presence.
upset that they are just fiction.
Oh dreams, for once come true and bring me peace from my illusions.
help me to know that very soon they will be reality.
Bring my loving angel back to me.

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