Monday, January 19, 2009

At Night

I Lay In My Bed
And I Stare At This Empty Space
This Is A Place Where We Would Lay
And Comfort Eachother
You Would Sing To Me
And I Would Hold You
So Tight
If Feel As If I'd Crush You
Here I Am Now In This Place
Alone
I Lay Here
And All I Think Of
Is You Walking Thru This Door
And Rubbing My Shoulders
Telling Me How Much You Love Me
I Feel That Comforting Touch
But When I Look Back
Your Not There
Its All In My Imagination
Yet I Feel You So Deep
I Can Smell You In My Dreams

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