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2-18-05

2:55 am



I am sitting here.

Underneath you.

Wishing so much.

That you would wake up.

Asking me what's wrong.

With that sweet tone to your voice.

Me syaing nothing as usual.

And you just holding your arms out to me.

Taking me into your chest.

Holding me tightly.

Rocking me.

As I bawl for no reason.

Feeling your sweet breath on my ear.

As you whisper to me that it will all be ok.

Protecting me from everything in the shelter of your arms.

Holding me and loving me.

As only a lover can.

But that is the problem isn't it.

That will always be the problem.

Won't it.