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I see you sitting there

all these months

in that jail of your life

other than the rage

what thoughts kept your heart

company

and were there no windows to your cage

windows likely drawn from the outline of

my heart

dare I even say

your beautiful light still whispers to my

skin

while behind my closed eyes' lids

your precious face still grins

I tell myself I still don't miss you

but God knows that I do

I am crushed by the ever faithful

emptiness of forever being here without you

the darkness has penetrated my every corner

in its steadily growing rush

each day seems so small



without your astonishingly large presence

in my life

I live in the confines of hopeful thoughts

that I am still ever in your heart

and that your intention has not altered

other than to become all the more determined

especially where I am concerned

that in some warped way

soothes the sore edges of my missing you

you who created this need in me so great

that only you, 'The Need Bearer' can supply

duty free and just for me.................

(July 12, 2008 358am)