I Silently Cry
When I think of the time, that she and I shared
Of times she would hold me, to show me she cared
I pray for her touch, and time passes by
As I lay next to her, I silently cry
I feel that my love, is not something she needs
I feel like a garden, without any seeds
I feel like I found her, then lost her again
I feel like her love, for me reached its end
I miss her laughter, and her gentle touch
I never Knew, I could love so much
I feel I have lost her, and ask myself why
As I lay next to her, I silently cry
Copyright © Tom Canfield | Year Posted 2015
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