Most Nights
I'm up most nights thinking.
Thinking of what could have been.
Thinking of what I should have said.
Thinking of what is different.
With you gone,
I don't know what to do.
I feel so lost and empty
Inside.
Ever since you left,
There's a hole
Where half my soul
Was once nested.
I can't help but
Try to fill the void.
With lust and
Friendly love.
If I could go back,
To when the problems arose,
I would and I would fight.
Fight harder for us.
I miss you everyday.
I think about you everyday.
You're truly my soulmate.
I love you more even though
you're
gone.
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