You lay there crying yourself to sleep, with no one there next to you.
Why do you wait and hope? What is it that keeps you here?
Talking to an empty bed, an empty room, an empty house.
Not understanding where we've gone wrong.
Drifting so far apart, it's hard to see.
Too close to each other some might say, loosing the way I perceive.
Pain, hurt and love all mixed into one.
This lonely heart is aching.
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