Sunday, February 21, 2010

Without You

Sitting here, as the sun fades.
Another day over, another night to begin.
Wondering what to do.
Thinking of you.
Are you feeling this way too?
Empty nights follow empty days.
All the fun gone but not erased.
Traces of laughter and love,
smudged like fingerprints.
My mind wanders,
waffling between now and then;
dreaming of when.
Longing for a connection.
Looking for a break.
Another day ends the same as it began.
Without you.

1 comment:

Ray's Cowboy said...

Very nice.
The sunset is just relaxing as well.

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