Long Ride Home...
My head is filled with thoughts of leaving you behind.
We live in different places
Yet
I carry you with me in my
Heart
I remember just a few hour earlier
We just sat on the bed staring at one another.
Not saying a word
Letting our eyes do the talking.
Wrapped up in you
Wrapped up in us
Wrapped up in the moment
Just us
And
Love
Now here I am riding back home
Alone.
Despair creeping in my veins
Aching for that next
Touch
Kiss
Embrace
Tears start to flow
I miss you
Turn the music louder
Drown the thought of her
And
Stop acting like your 16 and have puppy love
I keep looking over to that seat where she sits
But there is no one there
I need you
Is this how love feel?
It's a long ride home
Without you
Alone.
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker.
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