Sunday, March 31, 2013

Memories... 3/31/13

It's times like these
When I miss you the most
When I'm alone
With nothing but
The memory of you...
The memory of having you
In my arms makes me
Scream in agony
For the loss of you
And the exquisite ache
Of having you back in my arms
Where you belong
Seems a million miles
Down this road I've been on
For too long now
Without you
To even believe
That this dream of mine
Can make it to fruition...
This dream of seeing
A face so precious to me
That I can feel myself
Coming undone
Before it's ever a reality
This ache never goes away
Never seems to cease fire
Never stops bleeding
I am missing you so in this
When I sit here
With your memory...

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