Missing You
I miss the way you held my hand
As we walked down life's road
I miss the way you held me
I miss the way you glowed
I miss having you
Close by my side
I'm coming back now
Lord, be my guide
I miss how we'd laugh together
When we'd stop for a drink
I miss the way you read my thoughts
Ones I had yet to think
I miss you more
With each passing day
I've been so miserable
Since I've gone away
Now I hear your sweet voice
Calling me as I run home
No more missing you
No more being alone
~(c) Hollie, September 28, 2000
can you hear all that silence?
i'm still holding on
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