Him

by shenoa   Dec 29, 2004


I miss his lips, his touch
his eyes, his voice, so very much
how can it be
again, that he finds me
in this dark forsaken world
I'm what he looks for in a girl
the angel that holds the key
to his heart for all eternity
he's left with nothing more
than to unlock another door
that leads to no where at all
but he waits for my forgiving call
to forget all of his sins
i know who he is truly within
now he can finally see
that without him, there is no me

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