Missing You

When peace cannot be found,
And sleep won't visit me at night,
I think of all the times we shared,
Of holding eachother tight.

With a restless mind I walk the floor,
And call your name,
But a deafening silence is my response.

The days we spent together,
The endless nights on the phone,
Are now replaced by sad times,
Unhappy and alone.

Thoughts of you constantly fill my mind,
Your face is all I see.
I wonder who you might be clinging to tonight,
Instead of me.

Though letters can carry hope and strength,
And bring ecstatic smiles,
I can't help noticing the distance is worlds apart,
Across the longest miles.

The wealth of memories you left reminds me;
How very far apart we are.
Oh, how I would give the world,
Just to be where you are.

All You Have Done

Stealing my heart was so easy for you,
True love was the fantasy only you could make true.
Love was transparent,
Like charcoal steam,
You were the one cut out of my dream.

You were the one who woke me from sleep,
And stole my heart with a love so deep.
You opened a door to a love so dense,
You cared not for the cost and expense.

You grasped me from darkness not a moment to soon,
And displayed a love so pure and perfectly in tune.
The light in your soul was impossible to avoid;
Hate you banished, fear you destroyed.

The day I met you the loss of love was quenched.
My soul, once so dry, was instantly drenched.
Please, you must never forget,
All that was destined for us that wonderful day we met.

More Than a Friend

I have a special feeling,
That I scarcely comprehend,
In my deepest thoughts I sense,
You're more than just a friend.

I wouldn't want to rush us now,
As friendship we explore;
But there's a growing warmth inside,
That I just can't ignore.

I feel that we have much to share,
Warm secrets to uncover.
There is a whole lot more to life,
That we can both discover.

I enjoy our times together-
We're so comfortable and free.
I think of you when I'm alone-
I think of you and me.

I don't know where we're heading,
Or just where this road will end.
But you're truly someone special,
Who is more than just a friend.

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