Empty
I feel you, That ache, It's called, Empty. I know, You'll return To me. Simple. Yet the night, Whispers, Your name. Softly. Sighing, I whisper, Your name, To the stars, They Hear. The moon, Alone, Up there. As I am. Here. What to say, Simple words, Honey, Without you, I'm empty. Written April 12th, 2002 © on Apr 12 2002 02:31 PM PST, Phyllis Thompson 0 • 8
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"I feel you,..."