My hands are empty
because they can't hold yours
not again, not like that, like before
My lips are empty
they can never kiss yours
not again, not like that, like before
My arms are empty
because they can't hold you
not again, not like that, like before
My heart is empty
which doesn't make sense
it's still filled with you
like that, like before, like always...
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
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