Lonely
The nights are long and lonely.
My dreams are of you.
I wake calling
your name, reaching for you.
But your not there. I wake to find myself
alone in the dark.
So I turn and cry myself to sleep. Praying that one
day you will be with me.
To look into your eyes and see you smile, that
would be a dream come true.
To have your arms around me would only
complete me so.
But I know that for now we must be apart. So I think of
you and cry myself to sleep,
on this another long and lonely night.
So
my dear in my dreams we shall we meet every night till the day comes to
where we can be together.
FOREVER
Leslie
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