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He left the house but not my soul

The thoughts only seem to come at night,
I want to express it all but haven’t been able to find the words to write.

I lay my head down but my mind only seems to race,
I close my eyes and see his face.

As I drift off to sleep I can feel the warmth of him next to me,
Tears fall as my body realizes its something that just can’t be.

When I wake I find his pillow tucked close to my heart,
As I set the pillow aside I feel the ache of my soul falling apart.

Getting out of bed sometimes is a struggle,
Praying for the strength to overcome these thoughts that I juggle.
Written by TrueLover (Meganne)
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