Every day
I look for you.
And every day
I am disappointed.
Not by you.
I am
Disappointed
In myself
For thinking
Yet again
That somehow
Some way
You would
Want
No
Need
To close
This
Fucking
Distance
Between us.
I will go home
Climb into a
Cold
Empty
Bed
And
Once again
Calling out
Your name
Cry myself to sleep.
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