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How Long is Longing? Wasting my days away as I try not to think about innumerable restless nights and the love I live without. Late at night your shadow creeps into my lonely dream. Beneath the threshold of consciousness, my emotions become extreme. As thoughts of you emerge, I long for your embrace. Forsaken tears remain frozen upon my face. Craving the tender touch of forgotten fingertips; pining for kisses of warmth to soothe my lovelorn lips. I'm sensing you--feeling you-- in reflections I vastly cherish. Under slumber's surveillance, these illusions will not perish. Breaking the silence of night, I'm begging for your presence; reaching to feel your form, instead I grope your absence. Rousing to reality in a solitary atmosphere, I wish to escape darkness, but my hands are tied by fear. Lying awake, I ask myself, why wait for love to renew? My heart has survived this long, perhaps I can live without you. |
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