Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Missing (12/27/10)




Something’s missing in me
When I’m home alone and no one can see
How I cry and hate my life
Wishing I could be your wife
My days are spent waiting for your call
Because, as you know, you are my all
My nights are restless without you by my side
Four months is so much time for me to bide
I miss your eyes, your arms, your smell
I cannot wait for you to save me from this hell

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