So many days I’ve longed for you here,
Waiting and hoping that one day soon,
You’d be back in my arms.
Dreary days and quiet evenings,
Reeling from the temptations
And drowning in my sorrows
In this brilliant visage of a smile,
No truer than its phony heir.
And now that I have you here,
In my arms where I’ve longed
For you to be since you went away,
You seem to doubt what is real,
And maybe even how you feel.
Why does it seem so different now?
Why does it seem like even though
You are happy to see me again,
You wish you were elsewhere,
Where I could never be?.......
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