Missing Him
MISSING HIM
I thought I heard him call me
imagination, so it seems
I loved to listen to his voice
but now, it’s just in dreams
If he had only asked
I would have followed anywhere
If he had only loved me
but, he didn’t even care
©NLB
Copyright © Neva Brown | Year Posted 2009
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