by Andy

The last beams of sunlight
Dance upon my window pane
As I glance out at the sky
Thinking of our memories

Visions of you dance through my mind
As I sit with my pen in hand
Glancing at my written paper
The images of us fade

I am here, but you are gone
And though I feel so empty
I think of the love we shared
And hold onto the hope for someday

One day you will come hom
And I will still be here
Waiting for your return
Watching those dancing beams of sunlight

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