You held my hand tight,
tears drowned your eyes and mine,
contentment’s out of the sight,
was it meant to be a sign?
It wasn’t a goodbye,
though you’d be millions miles
away, I asked why
I couldn’t just smile.
I look into the sky,
cloudless and stars twinkling,
to me the loneliness is haunting,
tears in my eyes I cry.
I hate to cry but can’t help weeping,
I thought, to me you left was just nothing.
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