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These empty sheets beside me mock my every breath

For not even jersey knit could compare

To the warmth of your chest

The strength of your embrace

Unequaled by the weight of my pillow

Warn out corners laugh

With the wisdom of a thousand lonesome nights

None as great as those I spent with you.



The endless ticking of the anxious clock

Counts the moments we're apart

When my heart cries out

And my body lies fearful all alone

Knowing you rest peacefully

Painfully accepting the miles between our beating hearts

Yet ablaze for the second they coincide.



The sands of time

And the beauty of youth

Are simply metaphors for

An evil scheme to keep us apart

Patiently I wait for the day

This feeling fully disappears

But as for this day, this moment, this hour

My heart is paying for things I didn't do.