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Because He Left
I lay in bed at night and that is when it starts. When my thoughts start to wonder. Wonder into places that leave me empty. Wonder into places that leave me cold. Wonder into places that leave me alone.
Because he left…
I lay in bed at night and that is when it starts. When my heart starts to clench in pain. Pain of times of past. Pains of lost futures. And pains of present loneliness.
Because he left…
I lay in bed at night and that is when it starts. When my eyes start to release their tears. Tears of misery. Tears of desolation. Tears of anguish.
Because he left…
I lay in bed at night and that is when it starts. When my mind begins to think. Think of past memories. Think of broken promises. Think of him.
Because he left…
Because he left, I lay in bed at night and sleep slips from my grasp. Slips from my grasp as I start to wonder…
as my thoughts wonder...
as my heart clenches in pain…
as my eyes water…
as my mind begins to thinks…
Sleep, my only salvation from this pain, from this hurt, from this anger, from this never ending desire of wanting him, never comes to me.
Because he left...
AN: What better way to deal with personal issues than to write and let out my feelings?