Harsh is the cold dark night without you
When you are not there with me
Please, please, take me with you
Yet, you insist on laying me down
To sleep and to dream of you
Harsh is the cold dark night without you
My heart breaks every time you leave me
You leave me to the coldness of the dark night
Please, please, take me with you
How am I suppose to live without you?
Do you not know that the icy darkness mercilessly taunts me?
Harsh is the cold dark night without you
I beg you not to leave me for a second time
I tell you that the lonely, cold, embrace of the darkness is too much.
Please, please, take me with you
You, though, leave me again,
Forcing me into many sleepless nights without the warmth of your arms and I realize that,
Harsh is the cold dark night without you
Please, please, take me with you.
About the Creator
Julienne Holmes
I'm a writer, but I haven't had many successful books or stories published. I'm also a photographer, and have submitted a few pictures to photo stock companies; such as adobe stock and Shuttershock.
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