Empty While Full
It sucks sleeping alone in our bed,
I can't sleep worth a damn, I wish I was dead.
Thinking of nothing else, but you and Trin,
talking about it, I don't know where to begin.
And yet I still can't fathom that you're not here,
Something that has always been one of my fears.
Is it really worth it being apart?
loving each other with all of our hearts.
I feel so empty inside and full of emotion,
giving you nothing but my true devotion.
Being there to comfort you in times of despair,
finding out now that life is not fair.
Copyright © Jon B. Rangel | Year Posted 2006
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