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Mar 2014
Tossing and turning
in this lonely bed of mine,
my heart is heavy
with the burden of missing you.

I crave your delicate words
like I crave coffee in the morning.

My soul feels vacant
without your lingering presence.

Time is ticking my life away
as my thoughts echo your name.

My eyes bleed out the bitterness
I've latterly felt towards you.

I'm still writing about you
and you haven't read a word.

Copyright © 2013 by S. Y. Kalindara. All rights reserved.
I couldn't sleep because I missed Fahad so much.
s y kalindara
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s y kalindara  22/F/Kuwait
(22/F/Kuwait)   
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