Friday, September 20, 2013

Yearning for My Love

There’s a void in my heart where you used to be
It lives closer than my shadow, it won’t leave me free
At times it is bright sunlight filtered through my pain,
At times it is a poison that courses through my veins.
Always there’s a yearning I fail to withstand
Bitter-sweet its pangs I hardly comprehend.
Pulling at my heart strings, tormenting my mind
Memories are pleasures, although they confine.
There’s a void in my heart where you used to be
Spreading along my lifeline, beyond I cannot see.

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