there it is , awaiting for her return allowing her to slumber thru the night till morning ,
as she snugged, numbness took control,
memories flashback, it would usually be saturday nights like tonight
,him tugging her to bed,
hugging and comforting her,
unlimited kisses could be claimed,
cuddling her like mother and child,
responsible for warmth,
god! she misses him,,
its beginning to hit her.
a small familiar voice:
''his gone my darling. .
away he goes to someone else's arm, '''
and whose to blame,
this ignorant female , devious as ever.
now crying like a child, in the corner of the world.
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