Night #6

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     Endless nights I lay awake, tossing and turning thoughts of missing you next to me.This bed wasn't made for one you know, this bed once had two people.   With love filled by two wanderlust teens, reaching out for each other in the dark of the night whispers of secrets shared gone into space... Now I lay here, looking at your empty space the bed no longer filled and whole. I close my eyes dreaming of you once when you were here.

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