Maybe the something more
is a hope I've created in my mind
our solid love from the past
no longer exists in our time
And the warmth of cradling life
within my trusting womb
has faded into cliched phrases:
I'll see you soon
I want to feel secure in your arms
just like I did many times before
I miss knowing you miss me
embracing when you walk through the door
Today I am worn with confusion
we will never get back to us
Emotions tire you, anger you
you turn away again
and the vote against me is unanimous
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