Love, tears, heartaches, and devotion.
A friendship long ago put into motion.
By now does anyone feel the way I do?
Wondering why I am so very blue?
Reaching out wanting to touch a face that isn’t there.
Lying in this bed alone, only the memory hanging in the air.
Just a cold side of the mattress where you should be.
Wishing you were snuggled in my arms under the shade of a tree.
I’ll wake up to a new day and a new way.
Having no choice but to rejoice this shade of gray.
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