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This place is so empty here most days,

but you're light filters through all the cracks

you're warmth bathes my skin like a fire,

and the world seems to get back on track



In the quiet I thought I could reach you,

somehow you could hear me call out

I am afraid to let you any closer,

I can't help but nurture this doubt



These feelings I have are uncanny,

Their dangerous stirring within

my soul seems to search for reality

as my heart just wants to jump in



I look in your eyes through your picture

It's hard to grasp on to such a bunce

If only you stood here before me,

I know I would lose my heart all at once



I daydream of you through the days

I yearn just to hear your sweet voice

I can feel you slipping away,

yet silence has become my own choice