Sitting here cold and alone
Thinking of the loves that came before you
Wondering if this is really the end or
Will others follow you
These feelings I have I can no longer keep inside
Stewing while the outside dies
My tears at night you pretend no see
The sounds of my heart breaking
Echo between the sheets
But your attention I still seek
Though my love for you is different
My feelings of inadequacies are same
Talking to you gets me no ...
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