Monday, February 14, 2011

Yearning

Sleepiness nights might come
When you are away from home
Wandering around for so long
Looking for a place where you belong



Why don’t you give up and come home
Why do you don’t stop the endless roam
What’s so fun in being alone
When no one can hear you moan

I miss the days you were here
The days when there was no fear
When you were always near
 And not away by almost a year

I miss you so much
I which for your touch
For a smile from your face
So please drop at my place

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