Category : Poems

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I hold the phone in my hand

 Instead of holding her body in my arms.  

I have days when I barely get out of bed, 

Waiting for her to come back.
  I keep my eyes in the dark 

And my mouth closed in silence.

 The cigarettes smoke my lungs 

And the alcohol gets drunk 

With my oppressive sadness.
Nights spent in the light, 

Without closing an eye,

 Writing all her words on my heart, 

I love her more than ever...