Waking up from a dream
I reach out to find you are not there
The ghosts of memories
Float through my subconscious
Leaving me with a yearning so deep
I am unable to breathe
Laying in the darkness,
listening to the silence
wanting so much to be held
But I am left with only
The emptiness that the night brings,
and the bitter taste of tears
As they flow gently down my cheeks
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