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Loneliness Doesn't come in...
Loneliness Doesn't come in...
I can't pick the days, the sun decides to shine.
Or, when to tell the rain, to go away.
I don't always smile, but I'm not, always sad.
It sometimes takes...... the little things, for that.
A simple sigh, unheard, that sets the daily mood.
Or sitting..... waiting, your return. Having forgotten, that you've...... gone.
Or a song....... I once heard.... you hum, to which, we laughed .
An inexplicable pause in time.
I know not what, or why.
All I do know....is.
Like gloves and old shoes.
Lovers come......
In
Pairs....
Giajl © Jim Love
