Undone



My soul will cry out for yours
In the dying of the light
My heart will fell your absense
As day turns into night.

Though our time was short
You formed a bond with my heart
There you will always be
To the end, from the start.

Conversatons that were left unsaid
Words caught in the back of my throat
Actions that were never taken
Thoughts that were left unwrote.

Not with you in the flesh
But in mind and spirit too
Always whispering in your ear.
With my arms around you.

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