"... it is your name that I call."

Calling your name
in the middle of the night,
hoping you will be near.

Watching the stars,
wondering exactly where
you are,
and if you can hear,
hear my voice, calling your name.

Do you know,
how I long to be you near,
hold you tight and never
let go?

So long I have stood here,
holding onto the memory
of you and I,
holding on as I call your name,
wanting you near once more.

Calling your name
in the middle of the night,
hoping you will be near.

So long I have waited
for you to return,
only to have been left out
in the dark with no one to
lean on.

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