Absence

I called and left a message on your voicemail.
You called and left another in exchange.
Looking at this screen
Almost makes me want to cry.
The hours and the distance feel so strange.

I called because I wanted to be near you.
Tonight I'll meet some people for a drink.
There'll be music, and I'll talk,
And I'll sit apart from you
Thinking thoughts I know I shouldn't think.

If I knew how to touch your heart I'd do it.
I turned and walked across the lot instead.
Then start lullabies of wheels and wind,
And Absence is my passenger-friend.
He tells me all the things I should have said.

The miles I cross burn less than tomorrow will.
Each one leaves a mark, all the same.
The lines flash by and headlights pass,
My mind flies beyond the glass,
And, quiet, quiet, sings your name.

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Music

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• Absence
• Sohanstag
• Postdoc
• Music

[stephniejo1]

This one makes me cry