Sunday, 20 February 2011

Empty seat

I stare long and hard
At this empty seat,
my mind's not on what
it should be.
This empty seat
and my empty smile
are calling you, with childish dreams.
My empty mind
and this empty seat,
long for thoughts of you
for everything I took for granted,
when you sat here,
here, where your warmth
filled the empty seat.
I'll journey on,
journey far,
With this empty seat,
that's reserved for you. 

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