I reach out and touch
Only to grab air.
I miss him so much
But he is not there.
Resides not in sorrow
Nor is he by Crystal Tears
Guess our time was borrowed
Without him consumed with fear
I search lovingly the drapes
I fly out and scan the lake
I hold bitterness sour grapes
Does he knows how my heart aches?

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