Left....

Left ....

 

I cry,

for no other reason.

Than just .....saying,

you name.

It cuts, my breath.

When, you're not......there, 

.......and I hear no answer.

Or when I reach out,

To touch  ....... Empty air.

I miss you, so,so.......much!

Sometimes,

I think,..... my life's,

Just....about

 

Over.

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