These lonesome nights last forever
When I miss you most, it's hardest to write
And you can tell when I force the words
The ache of it all and I can't tell you
Cannot think of life
Without you
Like goin' blind
No purpose, just bein'
Made for you
Ordered, delivered to you
To help you
To be there for you
All I want
All I need
To know
You can't be without me
See you comin'
Out of every shadow
Everywhere
You hurryin' to me
Without you; cannot
Live or laugh or love
To be apart,
It's like;
Beggin' for mercy
From a storm or Time
Or killin' Beauty
Or growin' old; without you
© Cowboy Coleridge
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