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Reaching out in the middle of the night.

quietly, I call your name.

but in the darkness, it echoes back.

And nothing is the same.



Amidst the blackness I feel the loss,

of where you use to sleep.

Clinging to your pillow now,

Into which I weep.



The days and nights are mingled,

light and dark entwined.

I no longer function now,

with pain and love combined.



It probably would be easier,

knowing why we parted.

But the words were never spoken,

and so I'm broken hearted.



It seems so wrong to question fate,

Its like breaking every rule.

But it took my love and all my dreams,

How could it be so cruel?



So upon my bed of loneliness,

Is forever where I'll lie.

Questioning the Heaven's

of why you had to die.....



2001