I become weary from not having you near.
My hands are empty without you to touch.
My mind wonders as if I am lost, for I know I am.
I am lost without you.
Some days I smile to push back the pain.
But deep within my chest lies the sorrow of wanting her here with me.
"Close your eyes" they say and you will see her with you.
I do close my eyes and I do see her.
My eyes then fill up with tears cause they long for the day they will open and see you looking back.
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