Hurts to be near you
Aches to be too far away
Pinches and pulls at my fake heart strings
Itches where you no longer lay
I may not be a poet that can make your eyes weep.
I'm just trying to find a voice to make my heart leap
To a world where I'm happy,
A world where you're next to me whilst I sleep.
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