Untitled 1 Poem by Amber Hale

Untitled 1



No one could ever replace that empty hole that I have for you.
I think of you but I know you are not thinking of me back.
Here, we stand all empty sided, just wishing the man will be there in the end.
This love is to weak now, when you come back around it will be strong again.

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