Empty Bed
Empty bed no cuddles for me
No satisfying comfort or safe security
A bed to share where movement
Causes the slightest touch
Holding gently, holding tightly
Just knowing someone’s there
Would be plentiful for me
Giggles and night time whispers
Followed by the perfect goodnight kiss
These are the things that I miss
I guess it’s a cold bed for me again
And another lonely morning wake up call
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