When the laughter is gone
When precious moments turn to listlessness
When waking up means having to go through a new day with a wandering mind,
amidst a plethora of withering and wondering thoughts…
When can I see you again?
When can I feel your touch? You in my arms?
When can I feel your heartbeat next to mine?
When does the hurting stop?
I posted a heart the first time, but it came out blank. 
awww, it’s ok. :*
Posted by workingclasshero at March 17, 2009, 12:43 pmI love you. Add more posts.
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