Longing to linger in
the warmth of your voice
just a little bit longer
deep sighs
on telephone lines
make me pace in frustration
how did you get so far away
far away from me
I'm tired...
tired of waiting
waiting for that moment to come
when desperation flees from me
like a jilted lover
quick and forever
leaving me happy and lonely
in the thick of the midnight.
With it goes the worries
of choices not made
and ones better left alone.
Soon, the house will be bare.
With no other
choice but to wander
and yet keep still
awaiting the payoff,
the eventual reward,
for this grief
I've been given
I scream in my sorrow
for the loss of my days.
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