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Description
The bed creaks,
its 2 AM
and I'm still awake.
I can hear his movements,
intended to be curbed,
I can see his silhouette
amist the obscurity
but I cannot touch him,
I cannot reach him.
I cannot stop him.
His mind's made up.
Love will remain a mystery.
My otiose attempts cast aside.
I know I'll miss him,
his laughs,
his screwball gestures,
inane faces,
but my god,
when he smiled,
my world lit up.
He was my reason for living,
for loving,
for laughing,
he was my reason
and now he's gone.

Description
The bed creaks,
its 2 AM
and I'm still awake.
I can hear his movements,
intended to be curbed,
I can see his silhouette
amist the obscurity
but I cannot touch him,
I cannot reach him.
I cannot stop him.
His mind's made up.
Love will remain a mystery.
My otiose attempts cast aside.
I know I'll miss him,
his laughs,
his screwball gestures,
inane faces,
but my god,
when he smiled,
my world lit up.
He was my reason for living,
for loving,
for laughing,
he was my reason
and now he's gone.