Another night without you, another night alone,
another night in which I can not sleep
It's 85 degrees outside and -4 degrees in this room.
I never asked for anything in return just a sunrise next to you,
my lips hurt from begging for a hug,
my eyes hurt to look at the ceiling and these four walls in search of a touch,
one more night where my bed becomes bigger than the universe,
one more night where I wrapped the disconsolate cold of loneliness.
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