Title:  4 AM.

Author:   littlewordsmith
Category:   Pain
Keywords:  I couldn't sleep because I missed him so much.

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Tossing and turning
in this lonely bed of mine
My heart is heavy
with the ache of missing you.

I crave your delicate words
like I crave coffee in the morning.

My soul feels vacant
without your lingering presence.

Time is ticking my life away
as my thoughts echo your name.

My eyes bleed out the bitterness
I've latterly sensed towards you.

I'm still writing about you
and you haven't read a word.

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