These nights I’m alone
wishing I were not,
I can remember
those times before
but what are memories
when you’re on your own?
I miss that touch,
I miss the kissing,
I can imagine those times
we did so much.
Now, alone in my room,
I dream of being with someone again,
but more than a night.
I am here alone dreaming about
the past and my future.
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