Sitting in this desolate place
Staring off into space
Missing the one you loved
Who is probably up above
Heart aching for their touch
Wanting to feel so much
They have come and gone
Hoping I went as well
But life has a strong grip
Making everyone trip
Pulling us right to the start
To relive that pain
The pain of regret~
Of guilt~
Of sadness~
Of numbness.
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
Sitting in this desolate place
Staring off into space
Missing the one you loved
Who is probably up above
Heart aching for their touch
Wanting to feel so much
They have come and gone
Hoping I went as well
But life has a strong grip
Making everyone trip
Pulling us right to the start
To relive that pain
The pain of regret~
Of guilt~
Of sadness~
Of numbness.
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