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Thoughts 7
November 4, 2015
I stay up late hearing the hours tick by
Just thinking about what it would be like
To have you hold me
I stare at the screen waiting for a message
With red raw eyes and cut knuckles
But your voice just seems so far away
So I wait for another day to miss you
And your non existent call
And that look that I thought you used to give me
From across the room
And I imagine myself in the city
Getting lost in streetlights
With all the other lonely hearts
Who know what it's like to need you
But to never have you here
© Zea Marie H., Conover, NC
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Part of my collection called 'Thoughts' where I do not use punctuation