These days, I only miss you sometimes... when I'm alone in bed,
When my heart aches so strongly it's as if you're dead,
And tears roll down my cheeks as if to drown me whole,
And I remember, darling, I'll always be alone.
I think about you often, a thousand times a day,
I wonder where you are now, I wonder if you're safe...
I second guess myself, my decision to cut
Away all that we had although I watched it rot..
And though I know you, darling, I know your fears to date,
I also reminisce about your incredible strength..
And though I miss you sometimes, my soul always aches,
I'll love you, probably, until the day I'm dead.
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