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Jun 2019
The room is dark, just the blue stars above
Cuddled up in my arms, a little sleepy head
My beautiful daughter, all warm and snug
Falling asleep, as we're tucked up in bed

Then selfishly I think 'I wish it was enough'
And at that a tear escapes, runs down my cheek
I'm glad for the darkness, covering my face
And that my little one is so close to sleep

My heart belongs to someone who's taken
But although I want more, it could never be
I don't want things to change from how they are
Yet the only man who'll ever complete me is he

My first thought in the morning, my last at night
A hundred times throughout each day
He is the one who helped me to my feet
And without him, I think I'd lose my way

How can we stay friends when I cry for him
Yet the thought of losing him is so much worse
The pain it would cause to walk away is immense
I guess for loving him that will be my curse
Written by
Christine Ray  34/F
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