Who Ever You Are
Sometimes in the middle of the night, it just doesn’t feel right.
So I close my eyes and pretend that you are lying next to me.
I whisper a few words of love.
But when I open my eyes,
I feel a slow rolling tear, trickle down the side of my cheek.
I tell myself it's OK....... some day we will meet.
Whoever you are, wherever you are, I miss you.
I can't wait for the day, that this dream becomes a reality.
And the reality of the loneliness,
fades away like so many empty nights.
I look forward to the day, that I hear you say,
I missed you too.
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