"Lonely"

It’s tough, it’s lonely,
But I will get through it
One more day
Until I’m back in his arms
 
I’ve been so lonely
No one to talk to
No one to listen
I wish that he was here
 
I keep hearing his voice
Feeling his touch
I can’t stop thinking of him
Missing him, needing him
 
I wish that he was there
When I woke up in a sweat
My subconscious troubled
My mind shaken

 
I long for his gentle kiss
The touch of his hand
The warmth of his arms
His comforting whisper
 
It’s tough, it’s lonely,
But I will get through it
One more day
Until I’m back in his arms.

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