When I'M Without You
The bed feels lonelier when thee is not lying with me.
I lay here in agony, longing to hold thy body.
The room feels emptier when you're not home.
I pace around in here all alone, waiting for you.
The life I live feels sadder when I am without you,
I pray we'll be together for at least whatever seems to be forever.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2022
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