you never know what to say
you never know how to make him stay
your hand reaches out but he is never near
you're pulling at emptiness you fear
you never knew what to do
never knew how to think it through
now it's loneliness and goodbyes
that stain your lips and sting your eyes
About Me
- Wessan-Bot
- I fear zombies and garden gnomes, but thoroughly enjoy UB40. My husband and son tip the scale in favour of testosterone in my household, while I pride myself in being short and snappy but easy to get along with.
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