It's ripping,
And tearing,
Pulling at the seams,
And my head is spinning,
My heart- it screams,
Screams for you to be right here,
Two months isn't long,
But it feels like a year,
And I miss you,
I need you,
I don't do well on my own,
Please come back home,
Soon.
3/6/10
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