Precious

I have caressed your fears

been a pillow for your tears

many years have passed

still three words I long to hear...



Meaningful nothings is better than nothing at all

Still my heart aches wishing I could change it all.



All the nights of saying nothing

in eachothers company feeling only despair..

I cannot help but to remember the goodtimes

and laughter we shared.



Now lonely and sick

I clutch the air to make sense

how could I lose something so precious

something so heaven sent.

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