LONELY NIGHTS




Days are turning cold, nights are now lonely
Ur distance has made my night filled with memory....
That gentle touch when our lips brush against another
Those glorious nights under the bed cover.
Now the days are turning cold, nights are now lonely
We would cross arms and whisper softly
drawing hairlines on our natural bodies
Sharing little secrets and stories
The days are now cold, nights have become lonely
what we shared have now become an history
No more warm kisses or dirty secrets
Distance has forced this platonic love.

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