I often sit and wonder
If you ever think of me,
If only I could look into your heart
but I'm afraid of what I might see.
Your words are filled with spoken
love and promise tenderness,
but how you really feel
I can only guess.
If only you were here with me
to hold me in your loving embrace,
to give me something more than just words
to fill my hearts empty space.
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